“Consensus is a rarified form of redundancy. As such it’s highly valued by leaders 


of any agglomerating movement” 

– Richard ‘Political’ Rorty



The end of the political era is Kafka-esque.

Vote 1 – K leading the Administrative Error Party.

(1K also being the campaign budget).


Autocracy, Democracy, Theocracy, Plutocracy, Technocracy et al – these are known


in Heavy Metapolitics as “The Cracies”.



Oligarchy, Monarch, Anarchy et al – are known as “The Archies”; whose members


also include Betty, Veronica, Jughead and jealous Reggie. Thus, subsets of The 


-Archies are Betarchy, Veronarchy, Jugarchy, jealous Reggarchy (the one love, one 


heart niche included).


Archiearchy is a baroque metalinguistic term. In 1992 it was recoined as A-nu-


narchy with variants of A new narky and Annunaki (Wikipedia.Org).




Interlude: Meta- is necessarily embedded in the a priori of its self-reflexivity 


spanning stable and metastable states and flows ergo metaphysics is still a physics


(albeit mummified) and metapolitics is still a politics. Pick your own schlock-horror


figure. I like Shaggy from Scooby Doo as consciousness – meddling kids!




Return: Consensus as socialised unlimited consciousness makes me wanna worship


the Obamas. White/House/Niggaz standing by shamelessly as fait accompli to


Palestine November 2012. Apple Pie and hearth homilies have truly become


interracially hegemonic and along with that is the gaze askew at The Middle East 


from Capitol Hill as necessary accessory.


And as well, a nation is still sleeping in the streets (Chuck D “Fear of a Black Planet” 


and Billy Bragg “Help Save the Youth of America – the 80s has been and will be 


relevant as cultural retrospective for decades.)




The poor man can now dream the priviledged neurosis of the rich. The Eco-Turn


that we are in full swing in 2012/3 allows for the appropriation of psyches. No


longer the identity of Jenny From The Block reciting “La Vida Es Suenyo” by Pedro


Calderon de La Barca’s famous row

“suenya el pobre en su pobreza,

suenya el rico en su riqueza”

ah, the tenements, the commandments and documented testaments.

The nouveau poor of The Americas, empowered by education and radicalised by


unemployment – they’ve tasted the riches of class if Weber’s class analysis still rings true.


It’s a thin paper payslip between genuine goodwill and class warfare. Take no prisoners


and avoid becoming one. The two, or the couple, is the cement that keeps the status quo,


quo.

Economist LL Cool J suggests that coupling off is a mandatory tool for survival in oikos-


nomoi… and I agree. Contrary to Dworkian inspired feminist theory the discursive framing of


“men” expecting entitlement to a “woman” as sexual partner is no longer relevant. The


bugbear “Man”, whom I will suffer qua bugbear, is now outside of the construct and inside


legitimated Real Estate.


The patriarchal ownership of women’s organs, in the Dworkian schemata, is no longer for


instituitonalised sexual subordination. This entreaty and seduction is the logic of habitation


via heterosexual, sexually secular, or celibate means. Any other logic is a moot point in the


jinxed threshold of homelessness…


The very notion of lock and key, is an imaginary of sexual coitus. Foucault has already


discussed similar sexual regimentation of space in The History of Sexuality’s essay on


“The Master Bedroom”





Real Estate is the legitimation of sedentary and paranoid coitus – but there is nothing


wrong with that – it’s globally normative, cute. Single Marital status, with all its challenges 


and resentments is radical, and this incrementalises with age in Post-Subprime ecos.





Squat, wander, drift. Never outlive your stay, not even for friendship. Your friends are


married, at least to a mortgage and the post-Fordist therapeutic regime of alcohol, one 


bottle of wine, for one, per night. Also known as Single Bottle Theory – very DSM IV, and 


very Kennedy conspiracy.


Map your drift, model it, project manage it with best ISO international standard operating


practice. Drifting and not dinting friendships is work, gaddamit!




Celibacy is radical. Sporadic sex is exciting. It may sound tiring but that’s your work fatigue


talking borne of postmodern acceleration and the Anglican fantasia of honest wages.


Don’t forget the 80s criticism of having kids “Breeders!” 


Having children is, as well besides being a gift, is a legitimate and sublime declaration of


universal egoic warfare, and a paradox for Neo-Malthusian pro-lifers.


Burn your birth certificate.