[The Seven by Nine Squares home page] [YAWN 9] [Art Strike 1990-1993]

A Sentence for the Culture Industry

Suppose you could take away the tics, what would there be left? I consist of tics-there'd be nothing left

A sufferer of Tourette Syndrome

A Sentence for the Culture Industry

We cannot get out of your shadow and we know that; and we know that we love the shadowy pleasures of your dominion-not the way you do, taking your own products as omens of liberty, but loving helplessly, entranced, loving the levers of your control; also, we know that we are the same as you because we are of you, born of your rib, inconceivable without you, that is, we know that we are corrupt, paranoid, and parasitic; and finally we know that we want more than anything else to oppose you and that is why we are creating this conceptual suicide, this passionate act of love.