A selected perforations compilation of material from 1992 until 2014: calls, articles, and more. Theory, anti-data, communitarian, ghostly, hysterical, missed aim, infra thin (where the brain rubber hits the road)
The doll is a fetish of presences which have left the room, a keepsake of revenants, ghost long gone but retaining efficacy, some hexing power, some ability to monstrate, come alive and eat its young witch's famiiar hovering at the distance turning from flying monkey into military drone.
It may be the case that the biggest Event, themost horrible catastrophe will not be of theorder of climate, or asteroids, or food production, or extreme financialization or any of the otherDooms which seem to await us, riding along sideof us as we rapidly futurize (or indemnify) thehuman. It might just as possibly be an invention,that unprecedented Event which causes a globalcollapse into another phase state away from thehuman, away from the organic; a product of theforeign body which forms part of the human, willbe responsible for everything that we fear fromcatastrophic interventions and intrusions,something which simultaneously wipes out andrestates, something which, much more frighteningthan Ebola, will be something which we desire andwant to come about, something we have created:an invention which is hollow inside.
I can remember many clear and starry summer nights when I was a young boy, hanging out with my friends on the hood of the family car, all dreamy and wonder-filled after coming back from a showing of It Came From Outer Space, or Not of The Earth, or Angry Red Planet, or Forbidden Planet or any of a dozen other space themed adventures. These first cinematic voyages of the space age seemed like incredible irruptions in the eyes of an eleven year old boy, an enchantment coming from outside the frame of ordinary everyday life, and certainly finding fertile ground in those just beginning on life's journey. But as much as anything else what we were witnessing was the first large scale demographic distribution of a redressing of the dismantling of enchantment by the Enlightenment, an approaching wave of the uncanny that was soon to turn into a tsunami.
James T. Cheatham is a retired attorney who lives in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. He was a graduate of the NROTC program at the University of North Carolina in 1957 and served two years on active duty in the Pacific on an amphibious ship (LST). He retired as a Commander in the Naval Reserves in 1979 and has published two other books: The Atlantic Turkey Shoot: U Boats of the Outer Banks in WWII and Sailing the Carolina Sounds. In addition, he has written numerous professional articles and book reviews and produced two documentaries: North Carolina's Role in the American Revolution and a legal documentary for North Carolina's Chief Justice's Commission on Professionalism. He currently heads the Robert Ruark Society of Chapel Hill, North Carolina.
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