Pop presence, spectator culture and the personalized mediascape that we live with today are throwing celebrity on the tracks of an imminent trainattack. The fascination with pop-familiarity that has so grossly defined the past fifteen years of our society is due for a slow-bleeding deflation. The totems of disgust-market fame-exploiters are still thriving. Scraprags like Us Weekly and videoflanks like Entertainment Tonight/Extra/Insider are killing the planet very easily. The content that escapes these productions is the deterioration-plague that makes America the most violently dangerous bystander in the race to corrupt the mental health of the human race. The plug must be pulled.

The fact that you are reading this article implies that you probably already knew all that was written in the first paragraph. Something you might not know: Allen Iverson is the best basketball player of the past ten years. If you didn't know this you have successfully avoided an entire dimension of human terrestrial living or you are a misguided Shaq/Duncan fan. Allen Iverson has built a controversial image for himself. It's not controversial in the sense that there is much confusion about who he is, controversial in the sense that he doesn't promote the humanity that most white Americans want to be associated with. He's an anti-polished brash explosion of penetrating energy--a distasteful image for most people over thirty.

The market is fictional. There is no exchange. There is a one-sided thrust toward depreciation of personal virtue that is being (very well) funded by the U.S. mint. We buy TVs from Best Buy, the government buys jets from Boeing, the government defends our TVs with its jets while being filmed. The government is content for Best Buy. The war is capital for the entertainment industry. War is preservation. Gunfire-missile-spins always make for stagnant ideas. Evolution isn't propelled by gunpowder. The purpose-driven life has been replaced by the purchase-driven life and it is being defended at all costs because it has made a handful of people very rich.

There is an illusion being perpetrated by history. Succession doesn't always fall in linear clumps. On occasion, one event will succeed the other without allowing the timeline diction to reset itself. The 1960s were historic because they disobeyed the calendar. A fast idea could pound out a sculpture of movement in an open-air society. Unfortunately, the twisting lines of bureaucracy preclude ideas from directly attacking problems. The unhinged access points of the broadband collective are a deception. The planet has gone too large-scale for the invisible radiation of progressive ideas to cause any damage. The world is in a crisis of scale. Bigger is eating better.

Politicians are vicious extracts of a society that is watching the wrong planet and neglecting its pertinent sensations. Law is a rope that ties down the imagination. When a standard is agreed upon, it is rarely questioned. There is no reason that a child born in Addis Ababa should be prevented from living wherever they want. Laws and commerce and hyper-fake concepts of globalization are stopping this child from living on their planet in the fashion they choose. A thin half of the populations of America and Western Europe oppose immigration because of the threat it poses to their jobs. They don't want to lose their jobs because a steady job allows you to afford your own funeral. And everyone in this purchase-class wants to die with so much more grace than your sub-average-Ethiopian. Do you remember when Europeans went to Africa and stole people to make them work for us? Now we are trying to stop them from voluntarily coming here to work for us? How confused is this planet? We've dropped so many criminalized-deceptions on ourselves that we don't even realize that you can't exchange currency for the unbuyable, unmaterial, undefinable radiant energy that actually makes you feel pleasant in this life.