That is, the world creates the world in its own image before attempting to destroy it: “exhaust ardour sprained the flaxen ground staff / CGI brushed steel on sedge phosphorus, vector synthesised into the operatic efficiency of the corporate war-machine: ‘Freshly cast bouquets of adroit purview / aplomb dawns on the reticule / blousy in hyaline / Pandects of menstrual zircon void bonding / Claustrophobe in the machine / With my emotions leaking from my ‘mask’ as ever, the flow permits glimpses of stoic, vaporous humanity amid the self-justifying complexifexties. Back to a world of foraging and laying siege. The decisive moment was probably the World War of 1914-1918. Even as late as 1870, Creveld argues, ammunition formed less than 1 per cent of all supplies, whereas in the first months of the First World War the proportion of ammunition to other supplies was reversed: ‘To a far greater extent than in the eighteenth century, strategy became an appendix of logistics. The products of the machine – shells, bullets, fuel, sophisticated engineering materials – had finally superseded those of the field as the main items consumed by armies, with the result that warfare, this time shackled by immense networks of tangled umbilical cords, froze and how does this, which it takes, to prolong the atmosphere inside the jar, before at least the metre of water is introduced, the women weep, falls for the last time at bloody mouth & pass me a tissue (removed for tests) I can’t use the shotgun technique until I’m running pronouns precede what it is to come-to teeth in vacant lots? No no no no no. Needless to say, this photograph was never actually taken, and history ends there. But what is the signal distinction in listening to the CEO’s performance ends there. And however surprised we may be, ends there. What I mean to say is — what about Cece? What about the trans woman known only as Tiffany, whose body was found Wednesday, only 3 blocks from where Paige Clay’s body was found earlier this year. What the fuck y’all? Some were killed for arranging vegetables in a suggestive manner, others for failing to diaper their goat. Back then that war was so far away it might have been a dream, which left me, for better and worse, with my dreams to consult. In one dream I saw a rainbow of slugs gleaming like diamonds. The image was transformed in another: a stalk of celery stuffed with Russian caviar. I guess that’s riches either way. This might also be significant: in the one dream I was the toast dipping into the caviar. I had a full scoop. This was as clear to me as it was to the goat. Analogy amounts to glut. Everything is incorporated into its mediatic body. Go forth … The expansion is ever increasing, both extensively and intensively, because nothing can stop analogy, or put otherwise, because analogy stops at nothing, or yet again, because analogy knows nothing about nothing and thus doesn’t even stop there. It does not stop to talk, much less to listen, because it is too busy eating. There’s one sonnet left and here’s the last half of it: Driving my utopian car over the dystopian roads / I go over and look at myself / & look surprised / Because living is one of the best things I go over / I stand there listening to the sunshine burning the grass / My horn a crumpled dream / Earthlings ! Comrades ! ¡ Adiós ! / Work out your salvation with diligence / As if everything were still possible. As if the injured GM workers in Colombia won’t have to die with their mouths sewn shut.
[Note: Sources: JBR; Louis Jagger, “Review of Gloss To Carriers, by Ian Heames (Critical Documents, 2011)”, in International Egg and Poultry Review (Friends Magazine 2), at Critical Documents; Derek Gregory, and Christian Wolmar, as quoted in Gregory’s “War and distance: logistics”, at Geographical Imaginations, 17 Aug 012; Jeremy Hardingham, “Poly Zero Logo Play”, in International Egg and Poultry Review (Friends Magazine 2), at Critical Documents; kvltkunt, as quoted in Suzy X, “On Pussy Riot and white feminist solidarity”, at Suzy X, 17 Aug 012; Keith Tuma, “Lewd”, in International Egg and Poultry Review (Friends Magazine 2), at Critical Documents; Dan Barber, “Analogical Expansion and Differential Space: Thoughts on Michael Naas’ Miracle and Machine”, at An und für sich, 17 Aug 012; JBR, but see next; Petrarch, “Sonnet 366” (tr. Tim Atkins), as quoted in Richard Parker, “New Atkins Crater”, at Richard’s Information Hub, 17 Aug 012; JBR, but see Miriam Wells, “‘We Are Prepared to Die’: Workers in Colombia at General Motors Plant Sew Their Mouths Shut to Protest Backbreaking Labor Conditions”, at Truthout, 16 Aug 012]