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Ecology: to be at home in a world.

Queerness: the strangeness of being torn asunder; what it means to be at home in this broken world.

Urban: second, third, or n-th nature, an abject sediment of ever settling dust blown on the hot wind of history.

This city or that, all these sicksweet theaters of friction where we are tugged and shoved into forgetting that we make it as much as it makes us.

Thrown, torn, displaced;
landed, permitted, professionalized;
sucked, spat, and swallowed.

Queer urban ecology speaks of these movements and of the rest.

The rest I find in incessancy.

Via Heather McLean (HMac).

Entered into lexicon: Manthropocene.

Mutable Matter

notdrowningfighting
Image: Tokelauns protest during Pacific Warrior Day of Action (Te Mana: Litia Maiava) via ABC Australia

We all may be a geophysical force, we may all be geology,
but we don’t matter, are matter and own matter equally.
Despite this realisation, we feel like we’ve been rendered geologically active,
but politically rather passive.
We pass through premature fossilisation in the face of nature’s agency
that we are suddenly able to perceive, apparently through Bruno Latour.
Shouting, flailing, we spew forth a deluge of cultural production
that portrays us as just that: already dead.

While the Anthropocene is embraced as an opportunity to reframe our engagement with the ‘geo’ in geography or even geopolitics, the on-going struggles against the dynamics that gave rise to the phenomenon of the Anthropocene are rarely mentioned. At best, the image of the Anthropocene serves to confirm the excesses of capitalism or is used to fantasise…

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GliScariolanti

Scariolanti al lavoro sul greto del fiume ‎Secchia. Source: http://www.antiwarsongs.org/canzone.php?lang=en&id=42555

A mezzanotte in punto
si sente un grande rumor
sono gli scariolanti lerì lerà
che vengono al lavor.‎

Volta, rivolta
e torna a rivoltar.‎
noi siam gli scariolanti lerì lerà
che vanno a lavorar.‎

A mezzanotte in punto
si sente una tromba suonar
sono gli scariolanti lerì lerà
che vanno a lavorar.‎

Volta, rivolta
e torna a rivoltar.‎
noi siam gli scariolanti lerì lerà
che vanno a lavorar.‎

Gli scariolanti belli
son tutti ingannator
vanno a ingannar la bionda lerì lerà
per un bacin d’amor.‎

Volta, rivolta
e torna a rivoltar.‎
noi siam gli scariolanti lerì lerà
che vanno a lavorar.‎

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