Friday, September 19, 2008

The elegant gardians of culture get very afraid when the economy takes a nose dive. They live, academics, nonprofit human rights advocates, musicians and performance artists, off of the cream money. Overflow money that financial institutions and corps redirect to simultaneously genuinely bouy up the humanities and use for charitable tax writeoffs. Give and you shall receive.
But please. When the shit hits the fan artists are fucked. Artists already precarious relationship in capitalism is more or less destroyed and they have to go work on shrimping boats.
Wish we were france right? Sit and sip wine all day and then the government sucks the artist dicks? I don’t know if that’s exactly how it works but that’s what I hear at least. What the fuck are we gonna do in this country right now? Ask the fed to save our asses? Ask obama to institute more lending from abroad? I want to see the glory of the apocalypse like everyone else but not yet por favor.
Bloodgin out.