Fragmentary Notes on the Role of Love and Rave in the Plan of a General Sublation – 10 Years of Shituationism, the Annual Birthday Speech

There is no history we could write outside the concrete devastated desert of the financialized mechanics of gaze and groin, of grunts and grins. The smoke of a million burned cigarettes never sets on the plains of freedom of the dirty floor, the dirty ceiling and the very dirty four walls of the favorite bar…