When the representation of sex stands in opposition to sex itself.
This was written a year before the 2020 Covid-19 crackdown when (to take Britain as our example) the authorities started murdering the elderly in care homes, halted most hospital surgery indefinitely, put most of the population under conditions close to house arrest, and began whipping up a nationalistic frenzy of clapping for the government every Thursday evening.
The first is more original and off the wall, but there’s something weirdly ambiguous about the quality of fake in the second.
It happens on various “social sites”: “muting”, or “shadowbanning”. This insidious way to condition compliance is deeply of its time.
They run Britain as if it were the British Empire: an observation that’s often made but is no less true for it.
It’s about time. C’mon, let’s continue evolving.
Words are by Bertolt Brecht, music by Kurt Weill, both from the Threepenny Opera (1928).
What do the singers Tom Jones and Bonnie Tyler and the late actor Richard Burton all have in common?
“So I ring round some carpenters. One of them comes to look at the job (…)“
When grownups are treated like toddlers.