
We Tortured Some Folks

Visceral Enmity
Vicious
Each day, we gaze out our window at our DP writing desk, and we try to think like the mountains we see in the distance. It is a humbling ambition.
We have been reading Vicious, Jon Coleman’s fiercely engaged history of human efforts to torture and exterminate wolves. We strongly recommend that DP readers purchase this book before it goes out of print, which often seems to be the fate of studies we count as absolutely indispensable for understanding the present.
For now, we excerpt a few passages from the introduction, interwoven with captivating wolf images from the eyes and hands of Mark Adlington:









Elsewhere in the text:

About their human tormentors:

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Meanwhile, very close to the present moment, an American president utters the following appalling sentence:
As Coleman notes, human beings do not represent the apex of evolution; in time, we will be gone, and no other species will mourn our disappearance.

A Fundamental Negation
A faithful DP reader in Prague has guided us towards the 1984 essay by Vaclav Havel, Politics and Conscience. Worth a careful read in its entirety, the heart of the essay — its “values and imperatives” — is excerpted below with italics added by DP for emphasis, and with images borrowed from Sanja Ivekovic’s 1982 video, Practice Makes A Master.
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The Tortured Body
Today we call your attention to an extraordinary essay written by the brave and brilliant Rebecca Gordon, in which she explores the implications of William Cavanaugh’s profound claim in Torture and Eucharist, that the state’s habitual practices of disappearance, rendition and torture cannot be separated from the church’s practice of celebrating the Eucharist. The entire essay (click the image) is worth a careful reading; the section Sanctus and Benedictus is excerpted below:

Torture also exists as a teaching — indeed, has it become our most emblematic pedagogy?
Emotional Contagion

WHERE’S THE LIKE BUTTON?

One of our main themes here at DP:
Our social life-world has become increasingly transformed into a vast data mine, an extractive and highly lucrative corporate bonanza in which the “mine” is our own subjectivity, together with whatever is left of our communities and collective identities.
The behavioral psychology lab offers the dominant social organizational model, with strip miners such as Facebook and Twitter at one end of the spectrum, and more specific tunnel miners at the other end, such as the torture lab at Guantanamo Bay.
The recent study conducted by Facebook in conjunction with researchers from Cornell University and The University of California, makes no bones about the nature of the ore extracted from the data mine:


As discussed at length inside James Grimmelmann’s consistently excellent Laboratorium:

In an almost unbearably mealy-mouthed and sniveling “apology” that belies not only the absence of any ethical compass but also a dregs pit in the neuronal space where one might hope to find something resembling philosophy, author Adam Kramer writes:

Mr. Kramer does not have the guts to tell it like it is: YO PEOPLE THIS IS WHAT WE DO. EVERY DAY AND NIGHT. 24/7. GET OVER IT! Read his last sentence again: even the “reaction to this paper” will swiftly become absorbed within the behavioral algorithm. Your behavior; your algorithm. Forever, for however long is left to us.
Dear DP readers, we know that the sand is spilling quickly from the hourglass of the anthropocene. Yet in this time of massive crisis in every domain in which our species does the dirty to every other living thing over and over and then all over again, there are small yet important ways we can all resist:

Friendica and Diaspora offer decentralized and user-controlled alternatives networking possibilities that remain outside the data mine. As for WordPress, though not perfect, it is certainly far superior to Facebook, and DP has discovered a variety of ways to strengthen privacy, and minimize participation within the strip mine. We are happy to share our methods with anyone who contacts us.

PORTRAIT OF A FACEBOOK USER
Just One Word
The graduate returns home for the summer. The neighbors have gathered over freely flowing cocktails at the family residence to offer their congratulations, their felicitations — and their advice:

Today we offer another word to think about, just one word: PLASTIGLOMERATE. As described in the abstract to a research paper published by the Geological Society of America:
Recognition of increasing plastic debris pollution over the last several decades has led to investigations of the imminent dangers posed to marine organisms and their ecosystems, but very little is known about the preservation potential of plastics in the rock record. As anthropogenically derived materials, plastics are astonishingly abundant in oceans, seas, and lakes, where they accumulate at or near the water surface, on lake and ocean bottoms, and along shorelines. The burial potential of plastic debris is chiefly dependent on the material’s density and abundance, in addition to the depositional environment. Here, we report the appearance of a new “stone” formed through intermingling of melted plastic, beach sediment, basaltic lava fragments, and organic debris from Kamilo Beach on the island of Hawaii. The material, herein referred to as “plastiglomerate,” is divided into in situ and clastic types that were distributed over all areas of the beach. Agglutination of natural sediments to melted plastic during campfire burning has increased the overall density of plastiglomerate, which inhibits transport by wind or water, thereby increasing the potential for burial and subsequent preservation. Our results indicate that this anthropogenically influenced material has great potential to form a marker horizon of human pollution, signaling the occurrence of the informal Anthropocene epoch.

A MARKER HORIZON FOR THE ANTHROPOCENE
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Out of Darkness Floods the Light

TREVOR PAGLEN: TYPICAL ENGLISH LANDSCAPE
Tomorrow morning, users of a London tube station will witness the launch of an important new installation by artist Trevor Paglen, whose brave geography of black sites and other official invisibles disrupts the ignorant passivity required by the ever-expanding global surveillance state, and renders into light that which exists to render into darkness:

Given the prevailing fashion for conceptually opaque art works, generating press releases that can be deciphered only by a tiny handful of pomo mandarins, Paglen’s explanation for this exceptional aesthetic-empirical work, as given in a recent interview, is refreshingly lucid and direct:



DRONE ZONE IN RED: WHERE’S THE REAPER?
Unsurprisingly, Paglen goes on to trace the genesis of his shadowland geography back to the events of 9/11, and the US response:

We are reminded of the interview on 9/16 with Dick Cheney, as he “carefully” (and oh so smugly) hints at his future as a war criminal:

ENTRANCE TO THE SOUL OF DICK CHENEY
An excellent forensic discussion of the geography of state secrecy and deception, with specific trackings and tracings performed by Paglen himself, can be found by clicking the below image; if you ever had any doubt that state paranoia always ends in lunacy, we recommend close viewing. Finally, his perception that we are in the midst of a massive cultural shift from a visual regime of representation to an operational regime where the visual is actually a totally invisible data stream strikes us as immensely important, and not just for the art world.































