[X] I Think About Stalin

[Eryk Salvaggio]

I think about Stalin and how we laugh at those state run commie ads in 
red and whites and blacks and writing like broken led lights on the 
alarm clocks. I wonder out loud if maybe the true test of whatever comes 
next is if we can look at the television ads of our own time with the 
same xonophobia and laugh ironically about the myths we told ourselves 
were important. Whatever comes next might know better and maybe even 
irony can be purer, the poetry removed from advertisements, the 
television left alone for communicating the beauty of the every day - a 
woman in the rain drops a barret that shines like flashbulbs- or where 
the round table discussions concern our varying degrees of autonomy and 
what we may do for each other next without coercion, how we can kill the 
Bin Laden that has taken residence in our own frontal lobes, teetering 
as a society on the edge of full collapse into self organized naked 
light, unsold and unsellable, unbranded and realized in complete 
subjectivity, oh! It scares us, the offensive nature of our internal 
demands. Or else; what we are now: on the trains and in the buses, a 
carrying case for parenthetical lives, our whole selves existing only at 
the end of conversations that trail off within ourselves that we can't 
scream out loud over dinner in the place that you go so you can feel 
like its you. I CAN'T TALK TO YOU. I CAN'T TALK TO ANYONE. The 
suffocation is in our language. The isolation is in our language. The 
redemption is all in how you write the poem and the poem is nothing more 
than the question mark on the tv roundtable of Hardball with Jean 
Beaudrillard.

30 seconds is too long to think about coca cola.
-e.
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