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I'm in a house where if the washing machine shuts off, it sings a song. if ipad gets a message, it sings a song. i'm living in a real postmodern time - every single thing sings to you to tell you it's started, it's stopped, you've got a message, you didn't get a message.

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Abel Ferrara

I'm in a house where if the washing machine shuts off, it sings a song. if ipad gets a message, it sings a song. i'm living in a real postmodern time - every single thing sings to you to tell you it's started, it's stopped, you've got a message, you didn't get a message.

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While washing dishes one should be washing the dishes, which means that while washing the dishes one should be completely aware of the fact that one is washing dishes.

If you listen, you can hear it. the city, it sings. if you stand quietly, at the foot of a garden, in the middle of the street, on the roof of a house. it's clearest at night, when the sound cuts more sharply across the surface of things, when the song reaches out to a place inside you. it's a wordless song, for the most, but it's a song all the same, and nobody hearing it could doubt what it sings. and the song sings the loudest when you pick out each note.

First of all, the american people are inundated with advertisement after advertisement of you buy, buy, buy. you've got to have the latest thing. the ipad 1 isn't any good anymore, you've got to have the ipad 2. the iphone 4, now you've got to have iphone 4s. now you've got to have the 5b, now you've got to have the 6c.

Cowardice shuts the eyes till the sky is not larger than a calf-skin: shuts the eyes so that we cannot see the horse that is running away with us; worse, shuts the eyes of the mind and chills the heart.

In a sense, every tool is a machine--the hammer, the ax, and the chisel. and every machine is a tool. the real distinction is between one man using a tool with his hands and producing an object that shows at every stage the direction of his will and the impression of his personality; and a machine which is producing, without the intervention of a particular man, objects of a uniformity and precision that show no individual variation and have no personal charm. the problem is to decide whether the objects of machine production can possess the essential qualities of art.

The postmodern reply to the modern consists of recognizing that the past, since it cannot really be destroyed, because its destruction leads to silence, must be revisited: but with irony, not innocently. i think of the postmodern attitude as that of a man who loves a very cultivated woman and knows he cannot say to her, i love you madly, because he knows that she knows (and that she knows that he knows) that these words have already been written by barbara cartland. still, there is a solution. he can say, as barbara cartland would put it, i love you madly.

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