Elvira intelectual battle enter 1

ELVIRA

Have you given up on converting us? Us, your readers? Until a month or two ago, you seemed to be saying: ‘look how easily I transform myself!, and how much inner beauty I achieve, even though I’m mean’. And now?

K

I’ve been avoiding accidents along the way (he closes his eyes for a moment) Recovering from the malaise of the month --- the effect of a bad Ramadan. Furthermore, I’ve been meditating on what I’ve written recently: the perception of the individual as a support for illusions, autonomy and frozen perfection, a narcissus, fertile ground for the instrumental reason of Capital to disguise itself in the masses’ structural indebtedness, draining them of their gratuitous surplus value. The “keep me informed with the information I produce myself” of Capital, this whole process resulting in simple bovine conformism and indebted consumerism, Marxism only as an apologetic dye, shirts, brooches, graffiti of Che Guevara and lots of axé.

ELVIRA

Ha ha. Merci (mumbling) I get it: weak rhythm, little blood.