a waiting room for the benevolent

Sunday, 10 April 2011

Corporate hostility

Corporation. I saw a ship in a magazine. The ship was painted. It had wonderful, large sails, many of them, at least 16 over 4 masts. It was painted in tones of grey and white and overlaying its image was the words Luc Tuymans. With everything I saw I knew that there was an inference of corporation and how far away we are from its now romantic routes but trade has always been the same. People may say it is opaque now but not more so than then surely. Free markets have never been weighted to equality. There is something nice in this. People have always been oppressed and transparency has now become a buzz word in itself, P.R. alludes to its existence but there is no free word. We are either shackled or knowledgeable for our being. . It is hard to ignore politics. As Hunter S. Thompson wrote: politics is the art of controlling your own environment. The original big society thinker? Or the eternal wisdom of someone who was free from societal inferences and pressures? And the ship with its large sails is as much a symbol of beauty as it is an allusion to decaying standards. What I write I feel often to be naive, uninformed, but I am stubborn to the suggestion that there is anything more useful and true than looking.

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