When the result came up, Alex asked us what we wanted to learn, and I took the courage to say that, of course, I wanted to learn the political research method of the aesthetic approach. Alex struggled for a long time, squeezing out "Let's go and see" with his nose instead of nose or eyes.
If Alex were Japanese, I think he would say "Well..." at this moment, and this guy
took out the dish of Night and Fog, and let it go for 35 minutes without mercy.
After the show, everyone was paralyzed, and he also asked a group of semi-crazy and semi-mentally retarded people in national politics to discuss music, narration, and storyboarding.
A group of people sighed for a long while, feeling like the situation, the contrast was strong, the distance, the compassion, and so on, they could no longer speak human words.
My only impression is that the lens is staring at those hairs for a long time.
Yes, stare. Hesitatingly, horrified, staring painfully at the clumps of hair of various colors. Finally raised his head and looked up, the boundless hair, piled up with hair from an unknown warehouse. Everyone's leather lampshade or oily soap flashed by, and the person's field of vision represented by that lens was staring at the hair full of pits for a long time.
Until the students present, they all made low, uncomfortable sighs.
There is no pain in the hair, but it is far more terrifying than injured limbs, fragmented corpses, and mass graves exposed to the wild.
There is no fear of treating them as raw materials for production, simply because they no longer belong to any meaningful subject. Like wool, it's just the raw material for production. The producer is not the subject of meaning, but the host of labor. In this way, everyone was relieved.
So in this way, everyone can declare: "I don't have to be responsible for this." Where is the responsibility for people who have no subjectivity and who are free from the shackles of freedom?
I only think of one thing. The difficulties and pains of political life lie in the desires of people who cannot be reconciled. Not only the disharmony between him and him, between him and her, between him and Him Majesty, but also his own disharmony. The totalitarian easily solved this problem in a way that we could not accept. It has become a great will in itself, and other things, their labor, their social relations, and even their bodies have become objects—depriving people of their subjectivity, deprived of their natural freedom, and nothing left---used to do Experiments are used to make carpets. When the number is too large, it does not matter to design an efficient erasure method.
It should be the most endless force in this world.
In this world, fascism will never be defeated. It's like when I walked out the door and saw the Nazi mark in the shadow of the bridge hole that was darker than the shadow.
If I were to sing aloud, I would say: As long as society exists for one day, this deprivation of subjectivity and all kinds of alienation of people will exist reasonably and legally for one day. And people always live in the middle of two extremes: the aesthetic, purely lonely individual, and the division of labor, the totalitarian that eliminates differences. It is a disaster no matter which side a person is in between.
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