> Omigawd. Thanks, Robin. This is all a bit like a Marx Bros script by the
> protagonist of *Rushmore*.
Either that, Martin, or we are all involuntary participants in a
Situationist manifestation. The ghost of Guy Debord / Is knocking at the
door.
The reality, I suspect, is, alas, more mundane.
Still, there are interesting aspects to it. With a little nip-and-tuck
selection, we could have a work of art worthy to rival in a comic vein (if
Kent will allow me the comparison) the Lacan Letters.
Monsieur le Directeur. (Not)
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