From: "Charles Gavette" <chaosmosis-AT-hotmail.com>
Subject: Guilt as mediator
Date: Tue, 05 Jan 1999 15:49:53 PST


It does not really matter what city it occurs in. I am basically 
remaining incognito for now and would rather not reveal my 20. Go to 
Knoxville, for instance. The tables are numbered and you will bow your 
head to pray before eating. Eugene, Oregon: signs reign: "Do not change 
the channel on the T.V.".....Billings, Montana...you will set for a 
church service or you get no food. Loudspeakers on the wall remind one 
of Auschwitz. The cartography is strategic in Montana, becuase if a 
young man is travelling west, sooner or later they run into the Columns 
of Hercules, as Deleuze and Guattari have suggested in ATP's 
introduction. In the meantime, read "The Politics of Time," a book that 
reveals much about the anachronistics of the orphanage for big kids. 
Wasted fossil fuel, wasted space, antipode to the Japanese view of 
space, and buildings are more important than people. I came across an 
interesting and curious rhizome over the New Years holiday. I decided to 
become a temporary law student. I found a certain school of law with the 
door ajar. Since it was near zero with the wind chill, and since the 
lounge with soft chairs looked inviting, I took a short course for about 
four days there. Finally, when I was ready to leave anyway, an 
anarchist-janitor found me in the building. He disappeared for awhile, 
and his anarcho-capalist boss janitor promptly asked me to leave. First, 
he asked me if I had a key to the building and I said "No." Yet while I 
was "enrolled," I did take the opportunity to study door mechanisms. I 
can say no more.

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