life could be structured as a ludic joke.
if economics is essentially plastic, constructed,
made to function in conjunction with the forces of desire.
What's to keep it from being a joke?
Like you walk in to a store and pick out what you need,
then when you pay, you give the clerk a banana peel
wrapped in old tissue. The clerk in return gives you
back a piece of tin and a clown sticker with the store's logo.
Nobody laughs. It is a serious joke. People then
get down to some serious shopping, and maybe
have to help each other build their houses
because I know one thing, a carpenter is going
to need beer. So maybe, "huge clowny garbage riots"
aren't funny.. Maybe a dead clerk gets eaten
by a rabid chicken. Maybe they use brooms
to keep me out of any regular establishment
with wrinkled faces. Can't you see, I say,
His weird head is "Always already a kind of grotesque Tiffany.."
No matter what. Jean Cocteau smoked Opium alot.
But, there could be an economic system
based in the ludic.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
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