The uproar over the identity of Satoshi Nakamoto reminds me of another search for the true identity of a masked psuedonynomous figure: Subcommandante Marcos, the zapatistarevolutionary. The connection between the cases of Subcommandante Marcos and Satoshi Nakamoto are illuminating, helping throw into relief the politics of the mask and the compulsive desire we have to ascribe causation to things. My goal with this post is not to enter the debate over the real identity of Satoshi Nakamoto but to focus on the politics of psuedonymity and the mask.Read More
"Precarity is the condition of having to endure despite the toll."
A longer reflection, written while at work (excuse the length, the rambling and the typos), about the relation between precarity, exhaustion, endurance and self care.Read More
To speak to the contingency of the I which effaces the autonomy of the I it might be worthwhile to take a lead from James Curry IV (I hope his arm gets better, arms seem to hold a lot together) and give some small updates re: my body. Blasphemous of course to the antinomian mission, but blasphemy is always faithful and to speak of a radical embodiment is to dissolve the body in favor of a certain contingency. To speak of bodies is always to speak of borders of our existence and thus is a political act.Read More
I love America, in the blasphemous, heretical way that ginsberg does. When I when I think of America, I think of those radicals, those who never belonged, the border crossers, the exiles, the refugees who remained other, who fought and imagined other ways of being. Their spirits are all around us and I want to pay homage and commune with them, with these cosmopolitan rebel spirits. Here is to three of the most powerful of these spirits, women of course, because they were the bravest and the most strong.Read More