THE HOWS AND WHYS
OF THE
WERTHEIMER FACTION
Truly then something was wanted.
They had made their motion and voted
their calls - and then, of course, guns were
taken down from the walls. Enamored of nothing
so much as themselves, collegially they took to the
streets. The chanted phrase, the bombast, the
inevitable beautiful broken glass; each of these
things came together - for the cameras, for the joy,
for the idea of communitarian bliss.
-
At one time, Marx and Engels. By the time
the camera crews arrived, it was 'marks and angles'.
'God damn, at least we do know how to shoot!'
Bullets, guns and cameras - shooting all together;
the off-livery of the broken stable, the fractured
hand of the landless man. 'Rentier Politics' across
the land of France.
-
I hadn't been home but an hour when the doorbell rang.
A man from the Morning Herald, seeking an interview
at the door. 'What did you think of the mob's behavior
this morning? Have you any feelings towards the issues of
war?' I smiled my famous smile. 'Nothing worth saying
has ever been said, and, to paraphrase Wittgenstein,
what cannot be said we cannot say, and we can't whistle it either.'
OF THE
WERTHEIMER FACTION
Truly then something was wanted.
They had made their motion and voted
their calls - and then, of course, guns were
taken down from the walls. Enamored of nothing
so much as themselves, collegially they took to the
streets. The chanted phrase, the bombast, the
inevitable beautiful broken glass; each of these
things came together - for the cameras, for the joy,
for the idea of communitarian bliss.
-
At one time, Marx and Engels. By the time
the camera crews arrived, it was 'marks and angles'.
'God damn, at least we do know how to shoot!'
Bullets, guns and cameras - shooting all together;
the off-livery of the broken stable, the fractured
hand of the landless man. 'Rentier Politics' across
the land of France.
-
I hadn't been home but an hour when the doorbell rang.
A man from the Morning Herald, seeking an interview
at the door. 'What did you think of the mob's behavior
this morning? Have you any feelings towards the issues of
war?' I smiled my famous smile. 'Nothing worth saying
has ever been said, and, to paraphrase Wittgenstein,
what cannot be said we cannot say, and we can't whistle it either.'
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