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He lingers on notions of class. Who are these office workers, exactly? Somehow they are “neither of the working class nor of the elite holders of capital.” They dress well; they’re clean and pale, as aristocrats once were.

Can we refer to office workers, as some do, as knowledge workers? Perhaps not. Mr. Saval quotes Peter Drucker, the management consultant, who said: “They expect to be ‘intellectuals.’ And they find that they are just ‘staff.’ ” The author says it out loud:

“The United States is a nation of clerks.”

“Man is born free, but he is everywhere in cubicles.”


nothing’s original

Although both archetype and stereotype draw from a “type” of person to create character, the difference is that archetype will use the template as a starting place, and stereotype uses it as the end point.

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Archetype (n): a very typical example of a certain person or thing; types that fit fundamental human motifs.

Stereotype (n): A widely held but fixed and oversimplified image or idea of a particular type of person or thing.

Trope (n): devices and conventions that a writer can reasonably rely on as being present in the audience members’ minds and expectations.

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If tropes seem a little too much like to stereotypes for comfort, that’s because, technically speaking, they are stereotypes. “A Trope is a stereotype that writers find useful in communicating with readers.” (x) However,

because the word stereotype has become so stigmatized in society, we prefer to think of tropes as specific to storytelling.

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Categorization

Categorization is the process in which ideas and objects are recognized, differentiated, and understood.[1] Categorization implies that objects are grouped into categories, usually for some specific purpose. Ideally, a category illuminates a relationship between the subjects and objects of knowledge. Categorization is fundamental in language, prediction, inference, decision making and in all kinds of environmental interaction.

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Since the research by Eleanor Rosch and George Lakoff in the 1970s, categorization can also be viewed as the process of grouping things based on prototypes—the idea of necessary and sufficient conditions is almost never met in categories of naturally occurring things. It has also been suggested that categorization based on prototypes is the basis for human development, and that this learning relies on learning about the world via embodiment.

A cognitive approach accepts that natural categories are graded (they tend to be fuzzy at their boundaries) and inconsistent in the status of their constituent members.

 


We live in a time of excess…

Modernism / Postmodernism / Post-Postmodernism

Romanticism / Symbolism ‘Pataphysics / Dadaism Neurotic realism / Photoshopism
Form (conjunctive,closed) Antiform (disunctive,open) Internet (connective,endless)
Purpose Play Game
Design Chance Code
Hierarchy Anarchy Network
Mastery / Logos Exhaustion / Silence Excess / Cacophany
Art Object / Finished Work Process / Performance / Happening Fluidity / Seriality / Event
Distance Participation Immersion / Interactivity
Creation / Totalization Decreation / Deconstruction Re-creation
Synthesis Antithesis ––––
Presence Absence Access
Centering Dispersal Nomadism / Mobility
Genre / Boundary Text / Intertext Medium / Paratext
Semantics Rhetoric Iconology
Paradigm Syntagm Database
Hypotaxis Parataxis Permutation
Metaphor Metonymy Oxymoron
Selection Combination Remix
Root / Depth Rhizome / Surface Morph / Space
Interpretation / Reading Against interpretation / Misreading Experiencing / Rereading
Signified Signifier Mediation
Lisible (Readerly) Scriptible (Writerly) Interactive (Wreaderly)
Narrative / Grande Histoire Anti-narrative / Petite Historie Multi-narrative / Hypertext
Master Code Idiolect HTML
Symptom Desire Sensation
Type Mutant Cyborg / Clone
Genital / Phallic Polymorphous / Androgynous Performative / Nongender
Paranoia Schizophrenia Autism / ADHD
Origin / Cause Diffrence-Differance / Trace ––––
God the Father The Holy Ghost Google
Metaphysics Irony Trust / Earnestness
Determinacy Interderminacy Relationality
Transcendence Immanence DNA / Faith


Cracked and Broken in ’88

Cracked and Broken in ’88

“Just wiped me out for nothing, straight-off the map,

a fifty-seven year sentence for a small amount of crack,” he said at the foot of his bed.

“Got caught-up!” he said again.

Wiped me out, straight-off the map, was all he thought.

“Sentencing for powder can’t stand next to its own degenerate concentrate form,” they say.

“Stricter sentencing for crack must be had,” they say.

Lost neighborhoods, lost souls,

in America that’s just the way it goes…


Principal Investigator Dr. Lena Valentin

Principal Investigator Dr. Lena Valentin

with pockets full of miracles, Morning-After Pills

deviation reports and adverse events and

numerous field alerts were issued then righteously ignored

she perceives what they perceive because she’s the receiver

she plucks strings out of the air and makes music

with the shapes and colors of her thoughts

but she always eventually returns to her loneliness, alone in her room

she conducts in-depth interviews with herself

what a Sweetheart Deal

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she, a lead investigator, using unproven non-laws of science

led her employees to warn authorities about her writings

and stockpiles of field alerts stored in medical garden files

and flowers of “what-to-do” and “how-to-do-it” folders, trees, and shrubs

her thoughts always move back and forth

between insane and lunatic

(thanks to the ghosts of her former friends floating around in her head)

watching TV she was hit over the head with inertia reinforced by corporate media

corporate marketing, she’s the receiver, helps her perceive what they perceive

it makes her want to secretly let old society housed “in the ( false ) shell of the new” fall

and then stop anyone from trying to catch it

while watching TV she thinks that everyone

should sit back and enjoy some “hopey-changey” stuff

( yes we can! )

and throw away votes in ballot boxes acting like trash cans

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her confessions caught on video tapes and paper records

were set adrift on the hot flames in the fireplace in her room

her perverse obstinacy rose

she knew, she knew

her eccentricities and deficiencies were

cute only to her eager suitors and not to her employees

she knew evidence should not exist ( Goodbye! )

nor should existential pouting which is like walking on a treadmill

happiness can only be found in letting go of desire

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scientists are built on the feedback they receive

and now she knows that fact

and now she knows what her employees

and what companies want

which is:

a nice liberal equivalent of right-wing fantasies about “family values”

fortunately, she could not comply


Dinosauria, We

Dinosauria, We
 
    Born like this
    Into this
As the chalk faces smile
As Mrs. Death laughs
As the elevators break
As political landscapes dissolve
As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
As the sun is masked
    We are
    Born like this
    Into this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
    Born into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
    Born into this
Walking and living through this
Dying because of this
Muted because of this
Castrated
Debauched
Disinherited
Because of this
Fooled by this
    Used by this
Pissed on by this
Made crazy and sick by this
Made violent
Made inhuman
    By this
The heart is blackened
The fingers reach for the throat
The gun
The knife
The bomb
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god
The fingers reach for the bottle
The pill
The powder
    We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
We are born into a government 60 years in debt
That soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt
And the banks will burn
Money will be useless
There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
It will be guns and roving mobs
Land will be useless
Food will become a diminishing return
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many
Explosions will continually shake the earth
Radiated robot men will stalk each other
The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms
Dante’s Inferno will be made to look like a children’s playground
The sun will not be seen and it will always be night
    Trees will die
All vegetation will die
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
The sea will be poisoned
The lakes and rivers will vanish
Rain will be the new gold
The rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind
The last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases
And the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
The petering out of supplies
The natural effect of general decay
    And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
    Born out of that.
The sun still hidden there
Awaiting the next chapter.
 
-Charles Bukowski