Tuesday, January 18, 2011

reflection #1

it is clear by my profusion of opinions that i have not been very busy. in this moment when i am confronted by the pending tasks at hand, each calling out in its own unique voice, conspiring to create a masterful symphony that sing of (potential) labor, opinions are a luxury. negative critique, even of its self, requires the existence of surplus. but what is this surplus but the surplus labor of leisure, which hides its own parasitism in the guise of a languid pose or its opposite: a frenetic cleaning or arranging that nods along to the notion of "idle hands are the devil's play thing" without recognizing its ideological capacity to ensure the totality of labor.