WHY DRUGS ARE BAD

Sorry, can't resist...

Movie critics tend to fall in the "assaultive," camp, but Foundas again puts Bay in context of recognized auteurs. "There's a lot of directors historically who like to move the camera a lot. They just tend to do it in one take instead of these short edits," he says. "But maybe he's kind of like Marcel Ophuls on methamphetamine."

Scott Foundas was so skullfucked by Transformers Trois that he a) is spewing meaningless absurdities like Serge Daney on GHB concerning Bay's style, and b) has confused the son with the father.

He's right though, I did detect a little hommage in the Clermont-Ferrand sequence of the first Transformers. now, Everybody get to rehab!

DE MAYERLING A SARAJEVO

Whenever my hotheaded compadres start bitching about the Putos Gringos or NATO, I offer them another glass of slivovitz, and then I tell them:

It's not Rome.

It's Austria-Hungary.

In other words, a bureaucratic fable of empire rather than an actuality.

and then I say, more gingerly...

When it's gone, you'll be sentimental about it, like everyone else.

Even more than the others.

THE WOMAN IN HER PLACE

 “The social status is assigned the female sex is such, wrote Carla Lonzi that, ‘…a man would prefer never to have been born if he had to contemplate it for himself.’ Women have borne it, bear it, helping themselves in part—a part difficult to measure—with fantasies. It is difficult to know at the moment to what extent fantasies help us to bear our difference when we find ourselves exposed to the exhibitions of the male sex. Usually one finds out when it is too late, when, that is, the power to fantasize diminishes. Then the female mind surrenders and falls into that state which psychologists call depression."

                                                                    -- Libreria della donne Collective

Reality is the masculine principle; imagination, phantasy is the feminine principle. It is the true home of anarchy and creation.

That is why to put a woman in her place this is all you must say:  

Why, you're crazy...you're dreaming...
you're living in a dream world.

You just need to cruelly mock the ontological status of her secret home.