Thursday, April 17, 2008

reality is a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs

"I entertained myself with the notion that this was what would happen if the Big One hit. Maybe if the Big One hits, I told myself, the world's few remaining survivors will convene in the wastelands in the aftermath, giving rise to a bevy of semiutopian, hedonistic shantytowns characterized by outrageous celebration, massively creative explosions of self-expression, a bartering economy, and a nearly obsessive preoccupation with sex, fire, art, and the finite nature of existence. Maybe the world's new leader will be a nonleading leader, an antiauthoritarian bohemian with a penchant for innovative social theory. Maybe Burning Man is a demonstration of how human beings might handle things in the event that we finally succeed at fucking things up for good, which, as far as I can tell, could happen any day now.

Or maybe not."

-Attention. Deficit. Disorder.

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