What is Hollywood, you ask, dear children? A quorum of whores babbling endlessly on about fucking while the bordello is razed for a penny arcade -- Paul Bern

Sunday, October 31, 2010


"I suppose Stakhanov need not have been the first... It could have been anybody else. In the final analysis it was not the individual face-worker who determined whether the attempt to break the record would succeed, but the new system of coal extraction."

The interesting thing about how these little Stakhanovs function in the spectacle is that they have to walk a dangerous and non-sensical line which is beautifully represented by the Damien Hirst-lite hoodie.

A complete creature of the spectacle, drumming away in his room, waiting for the moment to APPEAR and be recognized as a citizen demigod.

And then suddenly the Ragged Dick thing gets EXHORTATORY, recycled and fed back into itself, his story is displaced onto yours and the subject is frozen into a permanent loop.

The Inspiring True Story of an Ordinary Kid 
YOU discovered.

"He's such an inspiration -- he came from such a small town -- he gives us hope."

"He's living an extraodinary life, but he's just like you or me..."

"There's gonna be times when people tell you you can't live your dreams, this is what I tell 'em: never say never."

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