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but who’s counting? The return to work. The return to normality. Well, let’s not. It is as we have known for some time. Franco “Bifo” Berardi writes, is worth quoting at length, because so good: …we will never be able to return to normality ever again. Normality is

If you’re anything like me which there is no reason to suppose to be the case you are being subjected to a plethora of performative pamphleteers. You know which there is every reason to suppose the .ppt effect or the .pptx effect–not unlike the QR-code effect in being

I’m dreaming of a theatre. Another one. This one’s doing Howard Barker’s The Last Supper, so it’s called Theatre for Breakfast. But it could equally be called, as Barker called his own theatre, ‘theatre of infection.’ I have been writing that there’s only one thing

On day 33  why is religion the thought that corresponds to the preceding virtues of good wine & food, good politics & sex, good art & conversation? Why is it not philosophy? When it is a matter of thought. Because it is a question of practice. Is philosophy not a

Who wins from the complete re-orientation to data as standard of value for the global economy? who, in the completion of this process I wrote about in the previous post? As is perfectly expectable but quite unbelievable for a philosopher not a pulp fiction writer–but perhaps he himself would

I cannot reconstruct how I have got here, but I can tell you where I have got. You are probably not interested–who is? who has the time to be?–in the journey anyway. The conclusion will be bare. Just a bare line hanging without the scaffold of support. What