a puny point of polemics

"... and also state capital, in so far as governments employ productive wage-labour in mines, railways, etc., and function as industrial capitalists...."
-karl marx capital volume 3 pg 177

some proof contrary
to the trotskyist theory
that the ussr was a degenerated workers state

regardless of how you slice it
bureaucrats were the new bosses
kinda proved by the easy transition
into the purer
mafia capitalism
of current day russia

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postmarxist critique re transformative justice

i spent a number of years in a marxist organization

i have a number of proleftist critiques & contributions

fig4a howtodifferently

the first is most specific & important
a spectacle whichin i participated
first in a showtrial
then in very poor reaction
a good friend introduced me
to the concept of transformative justice
which i think
essential not just to aiding
victims of sexual assault
on the left
& elsewhere

but to confronting this beast
called capitalism
a system of dehumanization

& move to recognize
humanness
in oppressor oppressed
alike

handle things
in a delicate nurturing energetic way

that maps a new route
to confrontation
with the mechanizing monster
which would make
rote of our flesh

a squalor of hypnotism and violation

and look instead
for the way
that there might be hope
for us all

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(mostly) survivors all

fig3a naturally we will equip ourselves with smartphone apps....

daps to my friend eclectricbreakfast
for this choice article
analyzing the zombie apocalypse
(yet again)

importantly this piece of text

which i think illustrates well
the position
we unconsciously take
from inside the consumerist recession

Neoliberalism and bourgeois culture places the individual (the self) at the centre of the universe. From this perspective the bulk of society appear as an immense collection of herd-like Others engaged in an array of apparently meaningless and mundane activities. You and your immediate circle are the individuals. The rest are a homogenous mass.
each little subculture
a bastion of us versus them
we have it right
and the rest consume media
mindlessly

fig3b its obvious

its more interclass competition
who is more adapted
to survive the neoliberal apocalypse
well of course those who are ready
to sacrifice their friends and family
on the alter of getting by

we long for work that is fulfilling
nothing is more that than survival

when face with a lack of real change
& that eternally recurring drudgery
of walking death

you could outfit every zombie with a bluetooth
only to give the narrative
a garishly particular spin

what do you want
a solution
a way forward?

well you cant spell collaboration
without labor

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Q

i am declaring a quest
well its been unofficial for a long time now
but im going to try to put words to it

question
1250–1300;  (noun) Middle English questio ( u ) n, questiun  < Anglo-French questiun, Middle French question  < Latin quaestiōn-  (stem ofquaestiō ), equivalent to quaes-,  stem of quaerere  to ask + -tiōn- -tion;(v.) late Middle English  < Middle French questioner,  derivative of thenoun

quest
1275–1325;  (noun) Middle English queste  < Old French  < Latinquaesīta,  feminine past participle of quaerere  to seek; (v.) MiddleEnglish questen  < Old French quester,  derivative of the noun

to seek, to ask

i am looking for the place where narrative comes apart
where it breaks down to speak as
so it were a machine

there are narrative machines after all
it isnt enough to put a machine system in the
hands of the proletariat
if you dont have stories

neither here & there
so wait
gathering thoughts

ok
im looking for the place where narrative breaks down
using language
which how
they say fighting for peace is screwing for virginity

so im going to fuck my way to a immaculate conception
only probably
not so immaculate
because where does narrative break down

but in the messiest places
where youre oh shit what is that?
when paradigm goes into crisis
where excession blows through
sorry was that your civilization
i thought someone was building sandcastles

casual autumn leaves
sorry was that your worldview
i thought someone was talking in their sleep

so twisting up gears until break
& maybe

more foresighted
folks will have
alter
natives waiting
when were done

cold from our work & wanting hot cocoa

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helping hand

when you make
hamburger helper
or any such boxed beef food product
with turkey
instead of beef
& forget the flavor packet

& then you try to eat it
but it ends up smelling
like canned dog food

you gag &
gotta wonder

what corners they cut
to feed us

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