From: glj27240@uxa.cso.uiuc.edu (the cult of Carrie )
Subject: the "gift economy" then
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Thu, 16 Apr 1992 20:01:57 GMT

well, actually a short not on this formerly mentioned 'system', or
'machine' as it will relate to, and the disposition i think necessary
to enable a 'gift economy'.

the system is just that of suppression, etc. after the analogy i chose
not to continue on Sade's libertine 'machine'.  basically transposing
Barthes' interpretations of _its_ structure of suppression onto our own
socio/economical/political system:  capitalism and democracy and its history
in this country, with specific attention focused on the 'winner-take-all'
mentality which is presently gaining recognition (esp./as to the fields of
sports and entertainment) yet which i would argue has always been the case
(not only as to this being the fundamental nature of capitalism) but that
this has also been the case with the political system.  [ this may be a bit
more difficult to extract:  the possible argument of the division of power
into the "3 branches of Nat'l Government" being of the same 'piece' as the
continual necessity of government to disenable the force of capitalism from
more nearly realising its intrinsic 'end' (through anti-trust lasw, regulation,
etc.) may appear tenuous at least.  but if we see out entire system of gov.
(those within/behind it) being indeed the phalanx at the 'winning' end of
the mentality ti becomes more tenable.  and althought certainly economics
are a means of oppression/suppression, and certainly the fields are obfusca-
ted by and in leauge with eachother, we are speaking here mainly of
suppression/oppression via the paraclete of power (that should send us 
spinning!).  and for this discussion concernedly that of the use/denial
of language.  which, in this field, perhaps sees its greatest paradigm in
Law. (and yes, the language of laws themselves - but more pointedly in
_Law_ itself).  hm.  a lot of para's here, not many paragraphs.

  But we can escape this through our analogy (how to escape the matter
itself is another matter, and the matter i said i'd get to later. 
maybe we won't.  maybe this is too big a hole.  - that's alright.  
i like the work.  i'll die anyway.  someday.  soon.  and, as they say:
'I'd rather be here than in China'.  - as for me, i wish all China were
here.  i'd love to visit!)

  yes, we have escaped.  *two* paragraphs.  (and no paratroopers).
excuse me my diversion.  in the recent words of Macey:  "I think it's
raining outside.  or rather - would you like to get up and dance grand-
mother?"  at any rate (a minuet will be fine, as long as you smile)
(i'll reserve the flic-flac for Maria, and content myself with watching).
(i should have said 'reserve'.  oh.  i did.  ^- here i meant. ...we could
bathe in the resevoir - there's a certain translucentcy in water.  yet
no french word corresponding to re.  (no, i won't start singing, nor
quoting Mallarme)  - unless, of course, this system allowed the inclusion
of Accentuation [that was a fortuante turn].  but we are not eating chicken,
and isn't that how it started in the first place?  --- "i was sitting in
a watermelon patch, trying to tell my cat, to tell it how watermelon tasted..."
and etc.  ("et elle le sourie / et il la rand")  - i like it!  --- Ladies
and gentlemen ("this dust", "was" ... i've inversely quoted that elsewhere,
talking of lads and girls, pardon me).  Ladies and Gentlemen, then (how's
that for capital equality!) - my Carrie (even if it was short-lasted (the
former parenthetical statement, not my adumbration of 'my', nor this my
dumb 'aration'))  Anyway (likely with the help of a friend [no music!]
- imagine...) my Carrie has died her hair red!     You are a witness, now,
to the effect this, the current state of her hair, (not quite like Strauss)
- has on me.  - and i will be candid (e, if they let me play the role) --
it is no different than before.  (the effect - but let's not get into
causality.)    and i?  - i am quite witless.  and so, to be trite, and 
end in a cliche, rather than, say... 'thrust-ho!' ...i'll merely quit this.

(especially since it seems i skipped over the whole 'Danube', failing
to evoke the utter (in addition, or opposition) calming effect of the
music.)  by the way, i have the utmost respect for the Cleveland Orchestra.
- though i now wonder where the word 'utmost' came from.  

  ...quant a moi, i think our plays brightening a bit!     Are we still
playing Uncle Wiggley?


i sincerely apologize.  you really had to see those green hightops.

-- Les Jeux sont Faits!   sincerely.  my last allusion, my last illusion.
Arnold!  (as if she would find him more attractive!  -same nice ass though.
and although (and allthrough) i like women's tennis, i'm not sure she does.
and i'm not even sure about _that_).  And it is just a coincidence that i
like trees.  Ponge?  dis i say Ponge?  well i wouldn't have minded being
with Nabokov.  though he probably killed 'em and ran 'em through with pins,
crucifing them to some board  behind glass for eternity.... at least until
their bodies turned to.....   no, i won't say it.  Ah!  Dear Emily ----
you see, i don't think she gets enough credit...  i'd do my Bogart again,
but i promised to quit.  Besides, ahem!  - i will not admit Shakespeare
here.  de Bergerac's _was_ a play....  And how funny it all becomes.

L'abeille...     i'll save it.  i am in no way acting civilized.

which brings me back to my point.  whose foucault do you think it was,
my socialization?  of which certainly the denial of language played a
large role.  not like my own, here, as it has been pointed out already.
therefore - the analogy:  ana logy.  perhaps i should go take a walk.
byt typing is such feity ... and parting such sweet sorrow; altho, afterall -
Tomorrow is - another day...   On account that Vivien Leigh has danced into
my head (not unlike those sugar-plums) (but in black.  - much gaier than
William's puns, i mean Williams' plums...) On that account then, or now -
i feel compelled to quit, before things get out of hand.  besides, i need
a drink of water.

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                                                  the cult of Carrie