Carnival of Bunkum,
http://hplusmagazine.com/articles/art-entertainment/2012-carnival-bunkum
the beginning of the article:
I like a good apocalypse as much as the next American, which is why I’ll be braving the Stepfordian horrors of the local mall for the opening of 2012, the German director Roland Emmerich’s latest exercise in disaster porn. The trailer is awesome. It’s got John Cusack in a puddle-jumper plane dodging collapsing skyscrapers, John Cusack in a car playing dodge ball with a meteor shower, and John Cusack squealing around a corner on two wheels, yelling, to no one in particular, “When they tell you not to panic, that’s when you run!” Plus, it’s got every New Yorker’s idea of schadenfreude-gasm: California barrel-rolling into the Pacific.
From where I sit, what I believe is happening now, is a vulgarization, simplification and polarization of the "2012",
removing our attention from what might really transpire.
It is not about a set date.
It is not about external events.
It is not about fear.
It is not about old prophecies.
It is not about anything easily categorized in any us vs them, us vs nature, true believers vs evil forces,
earthlings vs humans, degenerate cityslickers vs innocent natives. Not, any vs whatsoever.
Let go of preoccupation with set date.
Let go of focussing on externals.
Let go of cataclysms, earthquakes and other catastrophes.
Let go of all the quibbling about 2011, 2012, mayan this or that, long counts, timewaves, and related details.
Let go of all vs.
Thank you for being here.
http://hplusmagazine.com/articles/art-entertainment/2012-carnival-bunkum
the beginning of the article:
I like a good apocalypse as much as the next American, which is why I’ll be braving the Stepfordian horrors of the local mall for the opening of 2012, the German director Roland Emmerich’s latest exercise in disaster porn. The trailer is awesome. It’s got John Cusack in a puddle-jumper plane dodging collapsing skyscrapers, John Cusack in a car playing dodge ball with a meteor shower, and John Cusack squealing around a corner on two wheels, yelling, to no one in particular, “When they tell you not to panic, that’s when you run!” Plus, it’s got every New Yorker’s idea of schadenfreude-gasm: California barrel-rolling into the Pacific.
From where I sit, what I believe is happening now, is a vulgarization, simplification and polarization of the "2012",
removing our attention from what might really transpire.
It is not about a set date.
It is not about external events.
It is not about fear.
It is not about old prophecies.
It is not about anything easily categorized in any us vs them, us vs nature, true believers vs evil forces,
earthlings vs humans, degenerate cityslickers vs innocent natives. Not, any vs whatsoever.
Let go of preoccupation with set date.
Let go of focussing on externals.
Let go of cataclysms, earthquakes and other catastrophes.
Let go of all the quibbling about 2011, 2012, mayan this or that, long counts, timewaves, and related details.
Let go of all vs.
Thank you for being here.
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