En route
Nov 19 – somewhere over the Atlantic en route from London to Kingston. We’ve been served Jamaican beer in a happy-happy multi-coloured big Air Jamaica Airbus thing – slightly tipsy, as all good decadent European revolutionaries should be.
We left the Parallel Action Control in Camberwell Friday at around 8.30 pm. The ceremony seemed to me to go well - very nice atmosphere – have to do more of those views….
The in-flight cinema screening is the usual fairy tale Hollywood trash – this case it is “Charlie & the Chocolate Factory”. I’m getting ever more confident that a Hollywood Parallel Action is indispensable and long over due if the minds of people are to be engaged beyond this type of dopy, deadening tittytainment.
Enjoying as always a bit of forbidden reading – Slavoj Zizek – (really should be studying for the essay I have to hand in less than three weeks). He suggests that the chick radical opinions among present-day intellectuals on issues like child labour, sexism and racism is something like a defensive measure against their own innermost identification, a kind of compulsive ritual, whose secret logic reads: "Wir wollen soviel wie moeglich ueber die Notwendigkeit einer radikalen Veraenderung sprechen, um auf diese Weise zu gewaehrleisten, dass sich nichts wirklich aendert."
(We want to discuss as much as possible the necessity of radical change in order to make sure that nothing really changes).
He goes on to praise proponents of Third Way politics for at least being honest and consequent in their acceptance of the given global capitalist coordinates.
So, how much of the concept do we expect to realize at this point?.. All of it, of course! Nothing else than a complete Europeanization of Guantanamo Bay. This said – as I mentioned in my speech in the gallery yesterday – a keen eye would notice that the concept already has suffered some bruises and modifications as a result of its steep descent through the atmospheric layers of reality during the past seven months. We are not as many as we hoped we would be. Our powers of mobilization were dreadfully overestimated. This means that we’re going ahead with plan c which is to mobilize Jamaicans and the odd backpacker to act in the name of Europe and sign up on the boat leaving from Port Antonio on Jamaica’s northern shore.
Whether we will end up with plan b, c, or d - I am still confident that the Americans are in for quite a shock. And when I see the throngs of would-be-European warriors boarding our beautiful ship in Port Antonio, I will merrily sing with Walt Whitman: O to hear the tramp, tramp, of a million answering men! O the ships they arm with joy!
We left the Parallel Action Control in Camberwell Friday at around 8.30 pm. The ceremony seemed to me to go well - very nice atmosphere – have to do more of those views….
The in-flight cinema screening is the usual fairy tale Hollywood trash – this case it is “Charlie & the Chocolate Factory”. I’m getting ever more confident that a Hollywood Parallel Action is indispensable and long over due if the minds of people are to be engaged beyond this type of dopy, deadening tittytainment.
Enjoying as always a bit of forbidden reading – Slavoj Zizek – (really should be studying for the essay I have to hand in less than three weeks). He suggests that the chick radical opinions among present-day intellectuals on issues like child labour, sexism and racism is something like a defensive measure against their own innermost identification, a kind of compulsive ritual, whose secret logic reads: "Wir wollen soviel wie moeglich ueber die Notwendigkeit einer radikalen Veraenderung sprechen, um auf diese Weise zu gewaehrleisten, dass sich nichts wirklich aendert."
(We want to discuss as much as possible the necessity of radical change in order to make sure that nothing really changes).
He goes on to praise proponents of Third Way politics for at least being honest and consequent in their acceptance of the given global capitalist coordinates.
So, how much of the concept do we expect to realize at this point?.. All of it, of course! Nothing else than a complete Europeanization of Guantanamo Bay. This said – as I mentioned in my speech in the gallery yesterday – a keen eye would notice that the concept already has suffered some bruises and modifications as a result of its steep descent through the atmospheric layers of reality during the past seven months. We are not as many as we hoped we would be. Our powers of mobilization were dreadfully overestimated. This means that we’re going ahead with plan c which is to mobilize Jamaicans and the odd backpacker to act in the name of Europe and sign up on the boat leaving from Port Antonio on Jamaica’s northern shore.
Whether we will end up with plan b, c, or d - I am still confident that the Americans are in for quite a shock. And when I see the throngs of would-be-European warriors boarding our beautiful ship in Port Antonio, I will merrily sing with Walt Whitman: O to hear the tramp, tramp, of a million answering men! O the ships they arm with joy!
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