It ended well enough

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But for a moment we were in the eternity of not knowing the outcome. The unknown consumed the corner of 3rd and James. It was an eternity of unknown knowns and unknown unknowns. Will the snipers shoot? Will something fall from the sky? Rise from the sea? Will the bomb explode? Will death make an appearance? We waited and waited.

Charles Mudede—who writes about film, books, music, and his life in Rhodesia, Zimbabwe, the USA, and the UK for The Stranger—was born near a steel plant in Kwe Kwe, Zimbabwe. He has no memory...

7 replies on “Society of the Spectacle”

  1. @3Maybe that’s a joke, and you and Charles are on good terms, but that sounds as hateful as any hate crime bigot spew assault that i’ve read about.

    Nevertheless, Chuck gets kudos for alluding to Guy Debord once again. It’s a concept that is terribly difficult for most to ponder, let alone read the actual book.

  2. “…with duct tape covering parts of his body and wires coming from a device on his arm.”

    I bet the device was an iPod. Dude was too cheap to buy one of those armband holders. This reminds me of the Bostson Aqua Teen Hunger Force bomb scare.

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