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Synathethic Detroit

Gilded Progression Flux

posted Mar 25, 2010 1:01 AM by Ulysses Newkirk

While most of the world is concerned with the minute details of somewhat predictable day to day events,
others are somewhat more forward looking. Many of us view forward as an extension of the present dystopian state, in which were they able to step away from their focus on the immediate traffic blocking their lateral movements through the big picture, would see the actions of major players who are doing what they believe should be done for the whole and the old guard simply fighting to maintain reign over a dog that won't hunt, because it's dieing.  
Another problem with the Western view of the future is it disrupts the traditional aesthetics that give us connection to a romanticized view of the past.
Under all of this is a subculture of individuals and small groups that are re-establishing a set of aesthetics and social practices based on similarly romanticized concepts. 
Most of these are the derivatives of Cyberpunk subculture, that I call 'Craftpunk.

I'm seeking to expand this concept into the course of the presently overlapping third and fourth industrial revolutions. 
To incorporate the bespoke individually handcrafted durable commodities market with the ultra-miniaturization technologies being employed for the production of mass marketed products. 

The Wayback Machine

posted Dec 29, 2009 7:31 AM by Ulysses Newkirk   [ updated Dec 29, 2009 7:41 AM ]

Courtesy the Internet Archive


The Sos(a)(e)zoZ Brothers

posted Jan 25, 2009 2:08 AM by Ulysses Newkirk   [ updated Dec 27, 2009 1:14 AM ]

Sometimes a agent forgets their cover is a cover and becomes a hoe.
Seems to happen when the dirty money comes more regularly in larger sums and from more pleasant people than the "ligit" pittance offered by those that sent the agent to research the darker side of systems.

A hoe is a common , but too rendered useless garden tool that most households have among other things they have no understanding of, desire to exploit and therefore use of in addition a colloquial euphemism for a person that is not quite a prostitute, definitely not a whore, definitively not a spouse, still not exactly a slut, but an amorphous dubious conglomeration of the worst elements of each and likely to respond to your pointing out the fact by reacting, "...And I'm a good one too! Muthafuckah!".    

We're this an illegal or immoral act, it be so much easier to get people willing and of more import, desiring to participate in the acts that make these things perceived as individually beneficial.

But it's not, nor is it a simple mindless, do your job get your money, task. It's big and complex and people here, for as much as they might say or feel differently about themselves aren't very bright or ambitious. They are however willing to clutch onto your strings and go kicking and screaming for whatever ride you take them on. As long as they feel as if love the entire or most gratifying part of your being.

Detroit is a city with a thing for variations of the phrases "I have" and "My thing", suggesting, implying and demanding ownership of everything they feel a strong sense of like for. Conversely of that is pure apathy. In Detroit people love you, you don't exist to them or they wish you didn't exist and they express it with every toxic breath and cancer cell in their being. We don't like competition here, that's why we have so many losers and until two thousand eight no losers of any real import.

We are a place that prides itself in the magnitude of its mediocrity. People often comment about our monolithic communities, I want to correct them and explain that we're not monolithic as much as self-centered. We don't like people who don't remind us of ourselves in a pleasing way. I say all of this while waiting for something, I've been waiting so long that I can't remember whether it is the bus or a change in the weather. Anyway it gives me lots of time to look around at the empty shells of buildings that once were clones of replicas of identical businesses that competed to serve a shrinking population of people who chose not to or could not afford to live anywhere other than inside the five square blocks of their province.  

"We're all used to minor victories and forgettable failures, but we've never really done anything of note to the people that wish we'd do something with our lives, You know what I'm saying? Sammy! Dammit I'm talking to your bitch ass." Sammy was busy using a pristine copy of "Jack Johnson" and a worn queen of hearts for separating the seeds from a bag of Chocolate MILF Pine Twins Indiga, Kaiser brought home from work that evening and threw across the coffee table cluttered with Interviews from old Playboy issues re-stapled and slipped into manila file folders, vintage party flyers and mail order catalogs. "Yeah, Francis, Bro' I hear yah! I'm thinking here." 

H2omg

posted Jan 16, 2009 3:53 AM by Ulysses Newkirk   [ updated Dec 27, 2009 12:36 AM ]

"...But only for dreams that never were mine."
Sunijya hummed around this phrase, wondering
how it had found it's way into her and the look on her
mother's face, when ever she heard her singing it.

Bliss had a little girls face that she hated less by the years and a big ass, that once was her prize possession. Bliss stared sideways at her daughter, wondering why she always got the strange desire to reach out and slap the teeth out of this girl's mouth, whenever she heard Sunijya humming that tune. The girl always hummed around it.

At least the streets were quiet out here. Two cars, nice house, good school, good man. Niggah used to be the biggest hoe, before he busted his ass, fucking 'round on that bike and wrecked his basketball career. "Get the fuck outta here CJ!" Bliss called her only child that, but her daughter loved the way her middle name felt in her mouth "Sue neeh Yah".
 She imagined it meant little wings of the sun and had mystic powers. She was seventeen and a junior in collage, but she couldn't help but entertain that fantasy. She couldn't help a lot of shit she didn't understand about her life. Like why she chose to major in Intellectual copyright law and minor in stellar cartography. 

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