What Occupy do did did on Wall Street bent over backwards in the hurricane breeze

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Occupy Paranioa....LOVE IT

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On Nov 24, 2012, at 6:50 AM, bandwraith at aol.com wrote:

> Nicely articulated, Sir Joseph, and with o'Trace of genius. And all
> over the world this mornin' everything is, to paraphrase Crocker
> Fenway, in it's proper place: the rich and the poor faux, the have
> and the have nots. Me thinks it's time to rehabilitate the likes of
> Inherent Vice. The latest climate surprises suggest that the planet
> may yet reclaim its beaches, break up the pavement and send the
> paveroverers back to Lemuria, unless "They" figure a way to turn a
> profit on climate change, as "They" do everything else. "They"
> definitely belonging in quotes, here.
> 
> If "Occupying" is dwelling in a specific spot at a specific time, then
> it's also a state of mind. Perhaps it's time to take a cue from the
> narrator of GR and learn how to Occupy Paranoia- to view the world
> and its history from what the powers that be would insist is a
> "paranoid perspective," as opposed to Their "channeled view," with
> everything all prefab'd and laid out conveniently to coincide with the
> status quo- everything in its proper place and pre-connected.
> 
> It's like Tariq in Doc's office trying to explain how his homeland has
> become a palimpsest- a territory once occupied by his family and
> friends now reduced to barely recognized rubble- only to be
> re-inscribed with the domiciles of Channel View Estates, a creation
> of Mickey Wolfmann. That would be the evil Mickey of ass and real
> estate grabbing fame, as opposed to the more apologetic,
> kibbutznik-like Mickey, of Arrepentimiento. Tariq is very paranoid in
> the conventional sense, and well he should be, for trying to recoup
> monies laid out for weapons in a deal brokered on the basis of his
> particular "gift." That could also be an authorial in-joke concerning
> methods adopted for IV, and the author's paranoia about using
> them, at least when he occupied that same area back in the 60's.
> 
> Using Tariq's predicament as an example of how paranoia might
> enhance one's vision- the channeled view would have Mickey as
> just another economic opportunist, following the market, who falls
> victim to some hippie-promoted acid and needs a little rehab.
> From the paranoid pov, however, the possibility of a different
> interpretation arises: How can Mickey create a situation in which
> he's able to displace the locally rooted occupiers of their land for
> his own developement schemes, while simultaneously getting
> paid for acting like he is sorry about it? Or better, how can he get
> subsidized for turning the indigenous into the indigent- a threat to
> the property values of civilized channel viewers everywhere- while
> simultaneously providing new excuses for police enhancement to
> keep them in check? The paranoid view provides answers to its
> own questions, by asking the right ones.
> 
> btw, you ain't never gonna save the world eatin' beef, : )
> 
> 
> 
> 
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Joseph Tracy <brook7 at sover.net>
> To: P-list List <pynchon-l at waste.org>
> Sent: Fri, Nov 23, 2012 8:54 am
> Subject: What Occupy do did did on Wall Street bent over backwards in
> the hurricane breeze
> 
> 
> The malign and  and less malign and not some line where the water rose
> and the
> bank notes melted down in the doo do vault. Down in the voodoo salt and
> the oily
> soily seasmell. Back in 2012 in the first wave when the wall street
> machine was
> stlll holding the line, and lining the vault with fresh doo doo notes
> in the
> days of the empire. I hurt it then when the umpire state called strike
> one. I
> heard the hiss of the acid ocean eating under the bed under the bedrock
> and the
> occupation came rolling like waves under the bed into their dreams like
> lions on
> the prowl, likes wolves on the howl, like poison turkeys floating up
> the Hudson,
> like radio waves tuned to trouble.
> 
> "There's a sign out on the doorpost, sayin this land is condemned, all
> the way
> from New Orleans Up to Jerusalem"
> 
> Dylan shmilan  let's have some killin, Happy hanukah Gaza. Cuz all the
> smart
> guys know the more poison ya got the safer you glow, An baby we got
> mountains of
> it. We'll never run out.  We got prisons the size of countries to keep
> em from
> the holy poison we own. We a solid as a wall.
> 
> "There's a kind of flush, all over the world tonight, all over the
> world you can
> hear the sound of sewers too full." The Turdles perform live and dead
> tonight on
> that street that ,  no matter where you are, is near you:
> 
> Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall
> Street.
> Wall Street.
> Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall
> Street.
> Wall Street.
> 
> Solid. Just Solid.  Some solid solids. Some soiled solids with
> unstoppable
> liquidity.  Serious liquid solids sold and sought and seriously solid.
> 
> Wall Street.  Where the solid shit shines with unstoppable liquidity.
> No
> Occupants allowed.  We don't want them soiling our shiny shit. We are
> unoccupied. Completely and fully unoccupied in every serious and solid
> sense of
> unstoppable liquidity.  We own the idea of solid.  We own the zeroes
> piled like
> mountains. The zeroes that are the solid steel bars that line the
> malign and
> hold the prisons that we make with our endless liquidity.
> 
> Back in the days before the big waves came
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