So-called "realist" Photography Does Not Capture The

History That Repeats Itself Turns To Farce. Farce That Repeats Itself Turns To History.

Power Is Only Too Happy To Make Football Bear A Diabolical Responsibility For Stupefying The Masses.

A Society Which Allows An Abominable Event To Burgeon From Its Dung Heap And Grow On Its Surface Is Like A Man Who Lets A Fly Crawl Unheeded Across His Face Or Saliva Dribble From His Mouth -- Either Epileptic Or Dead.

A Woman Spent All Christmas Day In A Telephone Box Without Ringing Anyone. If Someone Comes To Phone, She Leaves The Box, Then Resumes Her Place Afterwards. No One Calls Her Either, But From A Window In The Street, Someone Watched Her All Day, No Doubt Since They Had Nothing Better To Do. The Christmas Syndrome.

The Marxist Critique Is Only A Critique Of Capital, A Critique Coming From The Heart Of The Middle And Petit Bourgeois Classes, For Which Marxism Has Served For A Century As A Latent Ideology.... The Marxist Seeks A Good Use Of Economy. Marxism Is Therefore Only A Limited Petit Bourgeois Critique, One More Step In The Banalization Of Life Toward The "good Use" Of The Social!