With the index title Modern Malady I am introducing a permanent analytical framework concerning the unification and clarification of the last century with it's scattered histories; like music, cinema, literature, art, economy, politics, for the benefit of locating ourselves on the map of our universe, now.


FIRE THE PHANTOM OF LIBERTY




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The banks of East River, New York, July 4th, 2008:

Americans, I mean the citizens of the United States of America, not the people of ununited other states such as Mexico, Chile, Canada or Argentina even though they also happen to be Americans due to geography, you know, just like the Japanese, Chinese and Indians are all Asians, and the Welsh, Italian and Bulgarians are Europeans, anyway, the people widely known as Americans celebrated the birthday of their country with the declaration of independence (billed to Britain) on 4th of July.

This is a national holiday here, a big fanfare cheered with massive fireworks and just general pleasantry of all these different people coming together to enjoy the lovely summer evening and recognise their landmark values attributed to the American dream. That’s all dandy.

But, the winning question is who projects the dream beyond the innate force that forces one to dream, the one who has a right to education and criticism? Who? The government, a few fat fucks who feed on people’s blood and sweat, lobbies of wanker bankers, butchers, cold-blooded murderers who destine people’s lives by the flick of a pen on criminal contracts? Definitely not the hard-working people who are now assimilated in to the atrocious mechanism, the adulterated democracy. oh, racy.

Clearly, this is not a criticism of people. That in itself is a universal theme applicable to all groups of people. If you will, I am looking at the structure of the solar system here, sociology would be focusing on a colony of ants. Yes, I am criticising the ruling elite of the United States of America, whoever they are behind the mophead politicians who carry out the show. How can one identify this nebulous force who has been responsible for this unconvincing performance as the righteous saviour, the guarantor of freedom, such a lovely hypnotising proposition to stun the world.

This film came about because the poetic realism bypassed everything else in front of me, like it does.