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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!

There Exists, Between People In Love, A Kind Of Capital Held By Each. This Is Not Just A Stock Of Affects Or Pleasure, But Also The Possibility Of Playing Double Or Quits With The Share You Hold In The Other's Heart.

As For Freedom, It Will Soon Cease To Exist In Any Shape Or Form. Living Will Depend Upon Absolute Obedience To A Strict Set Of Arrangements, Which It Will No Longer Be Possible To Transgress. The Air Traveler Is Not Free. In The Future, Life's Passengers Will Be Even Less So: They Will Travel Through Their Lives Fastened To Their (corporate) Seats.

Depression Moods Lead, Almost Invariably, To Accidents. But, When They Occur, Our Mood Changes Again, Since The Accident Shows We Can Draw The World In Our Wake, And That We Still Retain Some Degree Of Power Even When Our Spirits Are Low. A Series Of Accidents Creates A Positively Light-hearted State, Out Of Consideration For This Strange Power.

Pornography Is The Quadraphonics Of Sex. It Adds A Third And Fourth Track To The Sexual Act. It Is The Hallucination Of Detail That Rules. Science Has Already Habituated Us To This Microscopics, This Excess Of The Real In Its Microscopic Detail, This Voyeurism Of Exactitude.