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| Schwarzwald - Black Forest 70 x 100 cm / 27.6 x 39.4 in - acrylic on brown Craft paper |
SAM &
JORDAN: THE YOU TUBE WARS
First we
should dress them:
Sam the
rationalist in a lab coat,
one
suitable for meditation in caves
and day
hikes in the Sierras. And panel discussions.
I can’t say
whether Jordan would look better in velvet
robes with
astrological symbols
and Jungian
archetypes on their sleeves
but I’m convinced
he’d go for it in a heartbeat.
Sam can’t
seem to grasp that most people are
dumb and/or
incurious. That they are seeking
not the
“truth” but an interesting shopping
mall to
hang out in: the kids are bored
and hungry
and hot, and Jade wants a new pair of shoes
badly. And
what do you want? Do you know what you want, sir?
Sam wants
to fill the Void with fact based values.
Jordan,
with mythological archetypes, and God.
How else do
you stop people
pillaging
liquor stores, raping each other,
stealing all
that isn’t nailed down or guarded by “security professionals?”
Sam is
never emotional unless you call being annoyed emotional.
Mildly
annoyed. Jordan can weep in an instant. Surrogate daddy
to millions
of 25-to-30 year old boys who are not getting enough.
Enough
pussy. Enough respect.
Bongs and
skateboards must be wrested from
their
flailing, immature hands, sordid instruments of masturbation.
Sam gives a
sheesh-can-you-believe-this-shit smile.
He does not
believe it. He cannot believe it.
Jordan
extends a crossed leg and pulls up a sock made of silk.
Audiences
everywhere already know who they “like.”
