Be a Menace by Taking Selfies at the Circus While Playing Games and Eating Bread; or Is There Room for Joy in Non-things?
It’s funny because I’d been working on my duck face all summer only to encounter Han and get told that my engagement with an informaton turns my countenance in a non-thing that is information, or a digital illusion. But so what? If we must abide a terrestrial order, why can’t our lives be optimized to…