


The electoral process awakens basic human traits that transcend geography and time. In Roland Barthes' mid-50's essay "Photography and Electoral Appeal," we are reminded that "electoral photography is... above all the acknowledgment of something deep and irrational co-extensive with politics. What is transmitted through the photograph of the candidate are not his plans, but his deep motives, all his family, mental, even erotic circumstances, all this style of life of which he is at one the product, the example and the bait." It seems clear that little has changed in the past few decades. Elections are about about motives, not plans, almost universally and certainly in the case of most western democracies. Our undeniable superficial approach to forming our own political views awkwardly unite us no matter where we stand. Maybe we should just celebrate this, even exploit it and have fun with it... as opposed to surrender to sentimentalism and anger. Life is just too short.

Diesel: SFW XXX from Latte Martini on Vimeo.
...more from Jean Paul Goude.
This last piece borrowed from the companion DVD to So Far, So Goude.







From the journal...
"Jonathan Meese, 'art's ant,' fullfils his purpose, his purpose in the service or Art. Art created everything, all gods are most loving ideologies of Art. Art is not a religion, but every religion is Art. Everything that is religious most lovingly ends up in the Museum, great, great, great. Jonathan Meese believes in everything. Every god is a mandate of Art. Art is not a god, but all gods can play with each other in the Dictatorship Of Art. Art is absolute protection. The Dictatorship Of Art is an eternal time of revolution. When the Dictatorship Of Art reigns, a new era begins: Everything will play. Art does not produce victims and martyrdom. (Great.)"
“And so, dear Stefano, I will give you guns. And I will teach you to play extremely complicated wars, where the truth will never be entirely on one side. You will release a lot of energy in your young years, and your ideas may be a bit confused, but slowly you will develop some convictions. Then, when you are grown up, you will believe that it was all a fairy tale: little Red Riding Hood, Cinderella, the guns, the cannons, single combat, the witch and the seven dwarfs, armies against armies. But if by chance, when you are grown up, the monstrous characters of your childish dreams persist, witches, trolls, armies, bombs, compulsory military service, perhaps, having gained a critical attitude toward fairy tales, you will learn to live and criticize reality.”

[Text from Misreadings. More about Eco's Diario Minimo here.]



[more music from Plunderphonics 69/96]
