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hamster wheel

From the inside, a hamster wheel looks like a career ladder

 

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March 16, 2013 at 11:17 pm

tonight’s guest speaker

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July 24, 2012 at 9:57 pm

bombay shola Ian Lockwood

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December 15, 2011 at 6:33 am

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December 15, 2011 at 6:12 am

man does not live in the present or the future

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October 12, 2011 at 2:38 pm

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the world we live in Megan Cope

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October 12, 2011 at 2:33 pm

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car crash

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“After being bombarded endlessly by road-safety propaganda it was almost a relief to find myself in an actual accident.”
— J.G. Ballard”

A car crash harnesses elements of eroticism, aggression, desire, speed, drama, kinesthetic factors, the stylizing of motion, consumer goods, status — all these in one event. I myself see the car crash as a tremendous sexual event really: a liberation of human and machine libido (if there is such a thing).”
 J.G. Ballard

“The ambiguous role of the car crash needs no elaboration—apart from our own deaths, the car crash is probably the most dramatic event in our lives, and in many cases the two will coincide. Aside from the fact that we generally own or are at the controls of the crashing vehicle, the car crash differs from other disasters in that it involves the most powerfully advertised commercial product of this century, an iconic entity that combines the elements of speed, power, dream and freedom within a highly stylized format that defuses any fears we may have of the inherent dangers of these violent and unstable machines.”
— J.G. Ballard (The Atrocity Exhibition)

“Trying to exhaust himself, Vaughan devised an endless almanac of terrifying wounds and insane collisions: The lungs of elderly men punctured by door-handles; the chests of young women impaled on steering-columns; the cheek of handsome youths torn on the chromium latches of quarter-lights. To Vaughan, these wounds formed the key to a new sexuality, born from a perverse technology. The images of these wounds hung in the gallery of his mind, like exhibits in the museum of a slaughterhouse.”
— J.G. Ballard (Crash)

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June 25, 2011 at 10:45 am

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