I am burning like Baghdad or Detroit on “Devil’s Night” to tell a story of the postmodern. Not simply a story of a genre of art, architecture, or literary engagement, but a story of the dense and high velocity techno-structuring of the society in which I find myself (k)notted in a complex network of relations to others. This is a sociological story to counter-memorize or countermand what I take to be an emerging terroristic social formation in HIStory—a new American empire of the senseless. Although this story passes through my body, it is not mine alone. Nor am I entirely by myself in the re(w)ritings that become this text. No parasite is. Repeatedly.
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- When Words Become Flesh and Flesh Becomes Words an Editor’s Preface
- Macmillan Education UK
- Chapter One