Simon Taylor

For too long we have maintained a silence closely resembling stupidity — Neil Roberts November 18, 1982, at 12.35 am, Neal Ian Roberts detonated six sticks of gelignite in his backpack and in sight of the two security guards blew himself up in the foyer of the Wanganui Computer Centre.

Patreon tells me there’s a simpler way to bill patrons. (that’s bill) To bill patrons?! (bill) … there’s obviously another philosophical persona: the one who has grown up not knowing anything different than what we understand by neoliberalism and everything is financialised. (conceptual personae: the Cartesian idiot, Nietzschean

Theatre is the act of pointing out. Performance is dissimulation. Theatre is simulation. Where everything has been pointed out, even more, where chaos can be  pointed out, there is no room for time. Performance cannot simulate chaos; it can but only as dissimulation. Theatre spatialises time. Cinema, the moving image,

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Creative New Zealand (state funding body for the arts), responding to Shakespeare Globe Centre New Zealand’s application for funding, “specifically questioned ‘the role and relevance of Shakespeare in Aotearoa.’ It […] also stated that ‘the genre [Shakespeare] was located within a canon of imperialism and missed the opportunity to create

Mario Levrero’s The Luminous Novel came out in 2005, a year after Roberto Bolaño’s 2666. Where Bolaño’s work is full to the brim, Levrero’s is, writes Annie McDermott, his translator into English, empty–but empty to the brim. Mauro Libertello writes: If Roberto Bolaño showed us