Dimitry Sokolov-Mitrich
We had, after all, loved America. I clearly remember that we loved America. When we were growing up in the early 1990’s, the majority of my friends had no doubt as to how we related to western civilization. And we related well, how else?
The “Chaotic Pendulum” is a very funny thing. When you throw it off balance it flounders comically in space like a mad geometrical cripple, or a supremacist construction. It’s an enchanting sight, like the gaze of a boa constrictor.
We are used to looking at good people as our co-strugglers in the battle against bad people. This really hinders us from perceiving them adequately—as something valuable in and of themselves, as the greatest treasure of this world, as a work of craftsmanship into which enormous labor was poured.
