Sunday

A sense of wonderment is sorely missing from public life.

If the world was the kind of place it was capable of being, even that it ought to be, there would be automatic paper airplane printers, and they'd be on top of buildings, just sailing them out one after another. That would be awesome.

As it is, we settle for "obey andre the giant" stuff for our phenomenology, even though nothing that mass-produced can ultimately have its desired effect. "Oh, wow, what's that?" becomes "oh yes, there's that familiar thing".

To quote a lesser David Mamet production, if you don't do it yourself it's not fun, it's entertainment.

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