February 1, 2020 · Speculation
What we’ve got here is me hauling a fragment of a lost Sophocles tragedy into BAMPFA like I’m smuggling contraband across time itself, rehearsing in the actual space where this thing’s going to live or die. Babatunji’s wrestling with Laocoon, not the marble version sitting in the Ufizzi, the breathing, screaming one, while Aleta’s working […]
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January 20, 2020 · Engineering
The Fry’s chain completely taps into MSE: Male Shopping Energy. This is to say that most guys have about 73 calories of shopping energy, and once these calories are gone, they’re gone for the day—if not the week—and can’t be regenerated simply by having an Orange Julius at the Food Fair. Douglas Coupland, Microserfs. The […]
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December 16, 2019 · Engineering
Byxbee Landfill Park – Pole Field, 1991 American cities are like badger holes, ringed with trash — all of them — surrounded by piles of wrecked and rusting automobiles, and almost smothered with rubbish. Everything we use comes in boxes, cartons, bins, the so-called packaging we love so much. The mountains of things we throw […]
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November 7, 2019 · Industries
Children of the future Age Reading this indignant page, Know that in a former time Love! sweet Love! was thought a crime. William Blake This is the sickness, right here. The moment we decided that ecstasy needs credentials. That you can’t just be happy, you have to justify being happy, prove you’ve earned it, demonstrate […]
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November 1, 2019 · Engineering
As bohemias go, Perry Lane was Arcadia, Arcadia just off the Stanford golf course. It was a cluster of two room cottages with weathery wood shingles in an oak forest, only not just amid trees and greenery, but amid vines, honeysuckle tendrils, all buds and shoots and swooping tendrils and twitterings like the best of […]
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October 1, 2019 · Engineering
One RV. One of hundreds in Palo Alto. Families living in these things because rent in Disruption Town is no longer a number that makes sense to anyone who actually works for a living. State and city laws say they have to move every 72 hours. Can’t get too comfortable. Can’t put down roots. Keep moving, […]
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September 28, 2019 · Engineering
I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society. Henry David Thoreau, Walden Look at this shit. Emerson Street, Palo Alto. A driveway. And in that driveway, a lineup of chairs that looks like someone staged an intervention for ergonomic seating and nobody showed up. They’re just standing […]
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