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This blog is nsfw due to advocating you overthrow your bosses, corporate structures and capitalism itself
Time in motion, Qi Wei Fong
"Want to see who came to riot? Look for who dressed for a riot"
The workers are not therefore against the machines, but against those who use the machines to make them work. To those who say that work is necessary, we reply that the quantity of accumulated science (look, for example, at the moon landings) is such that we can immediately reduce work to a thing purely exterior to human life, in place of conceiving of it as “the very reason for human existence”. To those who say that man has always worked, we reply that in the Bible it is written that the earth is flat and that the sun goes around it, and that, until the time of Galileo, that was the truth, it was something known since always, it was the scientific point of view. But the problem is not to give scientific explanations, but to overthrow the existing social order by imposing the interests of those who materially create the conditions of what exists, that is to say the working class. It is only by affirming these interests, sweeping away the political power opposing them, that we can create the conditions of existence of a society better than the present one.
The Refusal of Work - Workers Committee of Porto Maghera link here. (via actuallyexistingbarbarism)
There’s a lot I like about the Megaman comic. It’s done a really good job of looking at the ethical implications about robots and their desires and interactions. It’s a very Asimov-inspired look at artificial intelligence that is made for kids to access without talking down to them.
I also just love how Megaman acts as a hero. Violence is a burden to him. He doesn’t treat fighting as a triumph, but rather a tragedy. The victory here is Rock’s, but nothing about the last panel feels empowering.
I didn’t wake up today thinking Needle Man would hurt my soul
I’ve come to be comfortable just admitting that I like watching movies because they make me feel less alone. I like watching them because they’re entertaining and because I like being entertained. And anything that they inspire in me is emotional first; thought-provoking second; and academic never.
Writer/director Alex Ross Perry from his interview with Adam on this week’s Filmspotting, due Friday.
Listen Up, Philip (2014)
If you stripped Wes Anderson of his annoying, forced quirk and added a dash of Woody Allen you would get Alex Ross Perry’s Listen Up, Philip. It’s not a stellar film—but it’s a pretty good one and worth a watch if you have the ability of stomaching unlikable characters without having it affect your overall viewing experience.
Sidenote: this is probably Jason Schwartzman’s best performance since Rushmore.
The Root refers to Thug Kitchen as “a recipe in blackface.” Belittling and commoditizing “ghetto” symbols and imagery for white gain is a form of racism and appropriation. It draws on a long history of white persons feeling entitled to control over non-white spaces. Whites draw on their immense social power to pick and choose from vulnerable communities from the safety and comfort of their spaces of privilege. As another example, consider the popularity of black jazz music among young whites in the early 19th century, though people of color were living in extreme poverty, segregation, and political disempowerment under white supremacy. By way of another example, consider the mass extermination of Native Americans, centuries of white supremacist legislation that maintains poverty and poor health in Native communities, and the subsequent swarms of contemporary whites of European ancestry who idealistically lay claim to Cherokee blood, proudly display tattoos of sacred indigenous symbols, and think the “Redskins” logo honors native peoples. "Thug" language is also problematic because it is an extremely politicized word. It may be cheeky and "all in good fun" for the whites reproducing and consuming "thug" culture, but for those who actually live under those labels, it is a matter of life and death. Being labeled "thug" in white America generally means being targeted for racial profiling, police harassment, public distrust, job and housing discrimination, and murder or incarceration at the hands of whites. "Thug" politics influence many white Americans who find the murder of young teen Trayvon Martin acceptable. Indeed, I have had white-identified students in my class take great offense because, during lecture, I used an image of Martin in clothes that the average American teenage boy might wear, instead of his "thug" hoodie that marked him as deserving of Zimmerman’s assault. It has been noted that “thug” has become the new n-word. It is the new, more acceptable way to speak to blackness as a public threat.2 That football player deserved to be reprimanded, he was a thug. That man deserves to be in prison, he is a thug. That boy deserved to be shot, he was a thug. We intuitively know that “thug” suggests that the person of mention is probably of color. “Thug” acts as a racial identifier. But once labeled “thug,” you become suspect. You also become innately deserving of whatever institutionalized violence is enacted upon you. There is no race-neutrality about thug rhetoric. It works to maintain a system of violence against people of color. Nor can thug symbolism be disassociated from a long and ongoing history of white supremacy. Think about why the commercial for the Thug Cookbook is supposed to be funny: because it showcases white people “acting black.” What this means is, being non-white is funny because non-white culture is supposedly course and ignorant. Cultures of color are drawn on for white amusement, with complete disregard to the reality of the white supremacy we still live within. It’s not okay for white boys and girls to wear headdresses to festivals. It’s not okay for white boys and girls to dress up in a poncho and a sombrero as a Halloween “costume.” It’s not okay for white people to wear blackface. And it’s not okay for white people to play “thug” to sell books. This is especially so when whites in the Nonhuman Animal rights movement frame tactics and theory in ways that reflect the white experience and ignore the experiences of other communities. Just as one example, the cookbook prioritizes recipes that are prepared with fresh vegetables, but 23.5 million Americans currently live in a food desert where fresh vegetables (and sometimes fresh water) are not accessible. Fresh vegetables might be seen as more practical, basic, and inclusive than many vegan ingredients, but only if you are a person lucky enough to have access to these commodities. Many people do not: especially if they are poor, Appalachian, or persons of color. The intended audience of Thug Kitchen could not be made any clearer. And the use of “thug” rhetoric to sell this cookbook could not be made any more problematic.
The Thug Kitchen Cookbook: Whole Foods Go “Ghetto” by Corey Wrenn
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Jacques Tati's "Trafic"
French comedic visionary Jacques Tati’s fifth and last feature may not be his best, but it is an appropriate dystopian finale to a revolutionary career as a an actor, writer and director. “Trafic” picks up where his previous masterpiece “Playtime” left off, Tati turning his satirical focus from architecture and bureaucratic corporate life to the dehumanizing effects of mass automobile travel; a further satirization of modern culture which has been a recurrent theme in Tati’s canon.
Jacques Tati is back as Monsieur Hulot, his on-screen alter-ego that has become iconic throughout his pictures. Hulot’s character was scaled back in “Playtime” to put one of the most expensive sets in film history to the forefront. That film ended up bankrupting Tati which adds a depth of sadness to “Trafic” that his past films did not possess. There is less music, less color, and the jokes verge on mean spirited.
Dressed in his iconic beige trenchcoat and short trousers, Hulot here plays an automobile designer for a car company, driving to Amsterdam for an auto show with an inept co-worker and an American public relations representative who drives a yellow sportscar. They are transporting an absurdly impractical camping car that folds out to provide a stove, shower, picnic table, a bed and a television; an early prediction of the “Pimp My Ride” fiasco.
Ironically, vehicles in “Trafic” represent immobility, first Hulot’s van runs out of gas, traffic itself slows them down and they are apprehended at the border for not having their vehicle registered. Hulot and the team of apathetic bureaucratic workers never make the show in time, instead they camp in nature when waiting to have their car serviced as opposed to sitting in the cold, grey convention where a recording of bird sounds at their company’s booth tries to recreate a hyperreal sense of the “natural.” By chance, Hulot’s mishaps put him back in the vernacular world he was trying to preserve in the film “Mon Oncle.”
But, of course, Hulot must try to salvage the job that has gone awry, and he is quickly back on the road. Numerous shots of stop and go traffic where drivers yawn, honk, pick their noses, and are at the mercy of radio advertisements (one says “Commercials! They keep you informed) paint driving as imprisonment, not freedom; the antithesis of any car commercial one sees on television today. The jokes in “Trafic” are visual, like all Tati films. Windshield wipers move in unison with the hands of the people behind the wheel and the camper has a shower coming out of the trunk which turns on when Hulot is giving the police officers a demonstration of its features. “Trafic” could be a silent film; numerous languages are spoken but none of which are at the forefront of the sound mix as much as creaks, doors and bleeps.
In “Trafic,” technology has finally trumped man. Highways gut nature to make room for people to sit behind the wheel, separated from one another except to shout and honk. Hulot himself is well-intentioned as always, but can not seem to master control over the cars he creates. These vehicles cause him headache after headache, and eventually cost him his job when he does not arrive to the auto show in time. The dystopian pessimism of “Trafic” is cemented in one of the final shots, when Hulot is in the home stretch toward Amsterdam after having his van fixed. A one lane highway is to the left of the frame, in the center a crane swings a wrecked hunk of metal that once was a car around in a circular motion, matching one of the final shots of “Playtime” where we saw cars moving around a colorful roundabout in Paris. So there it is; the before and after. Where Tati was once not a bankrupt filmmaker but a beloved artistic genius. At least in “Trafic” his feature films have come full circle, and we leave Hulot in a space he is probably most comfortable; in the rain, umbrella providing him shelter and a subway leading him toward a world where giant metal objects (cars) will cease to hinder him from relating to those around him.
Please watch the video.
I’m getting scared as fuck to be alive right now.
Don’t let it disappear. Not now, not ever.
This just really fucked me up. Seriously watch the video.
let it sink in that this is happening in america.
Capitalism is created through racism, exclusion and genocide. If Europe hadn’t conquered, colonized, Africa and the Americas, it wouldn’t have had the means of payment and the raw materials to make the Industrial Revolution. If they hadn’t perpetrated the African genocide, they wouldn’t have developed the insurance industry, and other things which promoted the first accumulation of capital in the UK. In consequence [capitalism] is the son of genocide, without any doubt.
Dr. Raúl Zaffaroni - Argentine Supreme Court Judge (via marxist-gallifreyan)
coffee shop productivity: the upbeat edition
You’ve begun to regain your energy and have fallen into a steady pace of productivity. Chatter from the background, coffee on the table, papers here and there while the laptop’s alive with the work that you’re definitely going to get done. (listen)
Jeremy Saulnier put his economic life on the line to make “Blue Ruin,” a cinematic subversion of both the revenge thriller and the masculine hero. Partly funded from Kickstarter and the support of family and friends, Saulnier’s passion bleeds through every inch of the film throughout the gripping…