Duplication of something, no matter its substance and content, is still nothing more than a replication of the authenticity found and conceived by the designer. We pump em out one after the other and decorate the authentic with new beauty and color thus lessening the original value over time; generations. The copies these days are found like plastic discharged from a fast moving automobile along the state highway. These copies are as follows: damn near every movie, every news broadcast (in general of course not counting new news before it gets broken down and buffed into so many shinny pieces that the original story, intentional, accident, or otherwise; involving injury or not, becomes lost in the fragmentary cognitions of the paid fuckers who speak eloquently with their suits and ties), all radio, every single commercial and tv program, and every single political figure who legally lines his/her pockets in multiple ways. Even us the people ourselves are plastic enough to see through. Look around you. Go to the grocery store and see what is being bought; which magazines and articles are favored by which group of people. We the people have become copies no different than the programs we watch and the discharged plastic that is representative of the slurriness that is our xerox existence that is essentially driven by one simple spell after the other. In other words, driven by the new style!
LLc 98.2
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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