Sunday, November 05, 2006
on the derive
One of the most insidious, tragic and ruinous things about the present social order is the way it has turned every town, every place human aggregate, into a wastelad of cars and grey -- our built environment is repetitive, monotonous, even sickening. Pedestrian wandering is great, but as far as being attuned to the psychogeographical effects of the miliou, the "decor," it's the same boring, ugly, repetitive cars, telephone polls, pavement, exhaust, McDonalds, gas stations, etc., etc. Vast expanses of pavement. The derive has to search for little signs and messages of "ways out," of utopia, of the grand detournement of revolution and the collective reappropriation of space for "the free creation of situations," for real life, real desire & passions.