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From Technotopia:</span><span
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On The Cruelty Of Indifference</span><br class="">
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anti-gentrification philosophical tantrum</span><span
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Guillermo Gómez-Peña, 2015</big></big></big></big><br>
<b><a class="moz-txt-link-freetext" href="https://docs.google.com/document/d/1v-nwi3b0OC0CAfHMbBpp8soGQ8M_HefUKrjz6DsyFYU/edit">https://docs.google.com/document/d/1v-nwi3b0OC0CAfHMbBpp8soGQ8M_HefUKrjz6DsyFYU/edit</a></b></small></small></small></small><br>
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his most recent philosophical tantrum, performance artist
and poet Gómez-Peña reflects on the dangers of the
ultimate “creative city,” and what it means to become a
foreigner in his own neighborhood, waiting for the much
touted eviction notice.)</span></p>
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Ex-local artist, writer, activist, bohemian, street
eccentric, and/or protector of difference... </span></p>
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a city, your city and your former “hip” neighborhood,</span><span
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being handed over by greedy politicians and re/developers
to the </span><span
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de la crème</span><span
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of the tech industry. This includes the 7 most powerful
tech companies in the world. I don’t need to list them:
their names have become verbs in </span><span
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franca;</span><span
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their sandbox is the city you used to call your own. </span></p>
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Faustian iDeal involves radically transforming your city
within a few years into an unprecedented “creative city,”
a bohemian theme park for the young techies and “hipsters”
who constitute their Darwinian work force. It comes with
dormitories, food courts with catchy theme bars and
entertainment centers. Sounds like science fiction, que
no?</span><span
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that during the reconstruction process,</span><span
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the rent - your rent - increases by two or three hundred
percent overnight. The artists and the working class at
large can no longer pay it. You are being forced to leave,
at best to a nearby city, at worst back to your original
hometown. The more intimate history you have with the old
city, the more painful it is to accept this displacement.
You have no choice. </span><span
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you hang on by a thread waiting for the eviction notice,</span><span
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every day you continue to lose old friends and colleagues
you might never see again. They were less lucky than you
and got evicted earlier. Heartbroken and exhausted, you
spend a large part of your civic time attending
anti-gentrification demonstrations and collaborating with
other artists and activists in anti-eviction actions and
techno-artivist projects, but still it only gets worse by
the day. The number of dramatic eviction cases increases
constantly and both the diminished politicized citizenry
and the progressive media begin to experience compassion
fatigue. </span></p>
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your community rapidly shrinks, so does your sense of
belonging to a city that no longer seems to like you. You
begin to feel like a foreigner and internal exile: freaky
Alice in techno-Wonderlandia; the Alien Caterpillar who
inhaled. Unless you own your home and studio, as a renter,
your hours “here” are numbered and you carry this feeling
of imminent orphanhood like a very tight and stylish noose
around your neck. After all, you perceive yourself as a
dandy.</span><span
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that all the classic and familiar places in your hood</span><span
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including funky, decades-old Latino restaurants and
immigrant bars full of memories and ghosts, barber &
specialty shops, bohemian sex clubs, experimental art
galleries, indie theaters and bookstores –yes, shops where
bound books are sold, -- the emotional spaces which have
been your main source of inspiration, creativity and
community -- are also forced to close because the </span><span
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greedy landlord tripled the rent overnight or some
millionaire bought the building or the entire block to
rent out micro-units to airbnb. And all the new laws and
acts protect him. Your imagination becomes a painful
exercise in forced tolerance and providential acceptance.
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a few months, these wonderful places that for decades
provided the city with a strong cultural identity are
destroyed and reopened as (get ready) homogeneous
“live/work/play” spaces, “micro-condominium” buildings and
tech plazas in the works. Coño! The new city begins to
look like a generic global metropolis imagined by Italo
Calvino. To make the lives of the transient work force
somewhat pleasant, hundreds of similar smart cafes,
trendoid restaurants, overpriced “eateries” and “celebrity
bars” open up in each neighborhood. Even the last standing
old-school dive bars are being “discovered” (a euphemism
for taken over) by the transplants via their Yelp or
Foursquare mobile app.</span></p>
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you, no matter how long you lived here or how much you
have paid in rent – even if it is enough to own your
hipster remodeled Victorian upper unit - You are not
welcome. </span></p>
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hit the streets again: What you used to call an average
priced dinner is way above your price range now. Your
sacred $4 night cocktail, now served by an aloof
“celebrity bartender,” costs $15 and your daily </span><span
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and </span><span
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now called “cold pressed gluten-free organic cleansing
juices,” go for $12 in a “recyclable sustainable” bottle.
But don’t worry: Remember that this is just a perverse
exercise of radical imagination, or rather, a psychomagic
challenge to deliver your daily dose of survival humor. </span></p>
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that your own building, a legendary (ex) artist building</span><span
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is now just another revolving airb&b miniunit for
zombie techies who make well over $200 grand a year, but
behave not unlike obnoxious teenage frat boys. If you are
the only one of 3 Mexican tenants left, when you open the
front door for a new neighbor, they either perceive you as
the building's janitor or report you to the manager as a
“suspicious character.” And yes, in Technotopia: your new
identity is that of “suspicious character.”</span><span
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nightmare unfolds: Full of Maseratis, Ferraris, Porsches
and Mercedes Benzes, the private parking lot is now
protected with barbed wire fences and a digital display
keypad encoded by microchips; and so are the “vintage
bike” racks and trash containers. Video surveillance
cameras are omnipresent. The new management wishes to keep
the homeless, the day laborers and the “scary” young
“people of color” at a distance…that is, before the cops
get them. They are unpleasant memories of the old city of
sin and compassion; kids from former distasteful and
economically disadvantaged, at-risk neighborhoods. </span><span
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newly empowered cops drive around the hood looking for
(criminal) “difference.”</span><span
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The homeless and the “gang bangers” aren’t the only ones
being removed from the streets to make them safe for the
new <a moz-do-not-send="true" href="http://dot.com">dot.com</a>
cadre. With them go the poets, the performance artists,
the experimental musicians, the frail transvestites, the
politicized sex workers, the gallant mariachis, the cool
low-riders, the urban primitives, the angry punks, the
defiant radical feminists and the very activists who used
to protect us all from the greedy landlords and
politicians who conceived of this macabre project. </span><span
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the latest American version of ethnic and cultural
cleansing. It’s invisible to the newcomers, and highly
visible to those of us who knew the old city. The press
labels it “the post-gentrification era.” </span></p>
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is only 7 years old and nostalgia is pure style, a bad
selfie of a fictional memory.”—</span><span
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tweet.</span><span
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are suspicious fires happening constantly,</span><span
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in apartment buildings and homes inhabited by mostly
Latino and black working class families. And you cannot
help but to wonder if landlords and redevelopers are
setting these fires? </span><span
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there a secret garden of violence in the heart of
techno-bohemian paradise?”-Anonymous tweet.</span><span
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also begin to wonder, who are these random people and
newly evasive neighbors taking over your neighborhood?</span><span
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Metaphysically speaking, where did they really come from?
And how long will they stay? Are they merely browsing in
the mythological backyard of Technotopia? Will they return
to the suburbs when the Chicano intifada begins?</span><span
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after day, allured by the new digital bonanza, hundreds,
thousands of new people arrive, unfamiliar people, without
manners or style, social or historical consciousness;
mostly middle and upper class white people from the
suburbs and small cities from throughout the country,
along with some wealthy foreign entrepreneurs and
programmers from similarly upwardly mobile techno
cultures. Undistinguishable from tourists, so many of them
look like they were just dropped here by a UFO straight
out of a Minneapolis or a Houston suburb, complete with
their yoga mat, mobile gym and tech gear bearing the logo
of the company they work for; their designer dogwear and
strollers, all glued to their smartphones to the point
where they can’t even acknowledge your presence as you
pass them on the street. </span></p>
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these normative looking humans will destroy their very
object of bohemian desire; the multicultural fetishes
which attracted them “here” in the first place. And they
will one day wake up to an ocean of unbearable sameness.
The good thing is, they don’t know it yet, and they
probably wouldn’t notice anyway. And if a few of them know
it, let’s face it, they don’t give a shit. They’re all
“comfortable” and exalted. The whole city is catering to
their desires. Besides, they’ve got 25 posts per day on
their digital agenda and hundreds of superficial tweets to
write.</span></p>
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these cyber-adventurers have in common is that they are in
a hurry, determined to make lots of money…mañana! Their
neo-colonial dreams must be attained instantly. It’s the
latest San Francisco Gold Rush, the 2</span><span
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digital bonanza, a true new Wild West. It’s definitely the
last chapter in savage capitalism, and they wish to be
cast in the biggest, hippest reality show ever!</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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dear reader/audience member, don’t take it personally, you
are always an exception to the rule. You are somewhat
different. –Tweet.</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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their arrival they are willing to take any job on their
way to a better one, displacing the working class, which
made the city function for decades. They are even willing
to be waiters, gardeners (as long as they are referred to
as ‘landscape designers’), house cleaners (or rather
‘facilities personnel’) and even nannies & dog walkers
to the rich and famous. The difference between then and
now is they charge 3 times as much, and have no sense of
labor ethics or a culture of service. After all, it’s just
a temporary job on their way to Utopia 5.0.</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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dream begins to come true as they ascend in the instant
socio-economic pyramid of the new city. They hit the
jackpot. They get their official membership card to the
bohemian theme park on an app and they begin to share in a
post human culture.</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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this imaginary city, we no longer have citizens: we have
self-involved ‘consumers’ with the latest gadgets in
hand.” --Tweet.</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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a virtual mob, not an informed citizenry, and they are
slowly taking over every square inch of space and oxygen.
Their navigation and communication devices are installed
in their iPhone or iPad. And so are their identities,
hollow dreams, “real” experiences; their nuvo-families,
and all of their fictional memories. </span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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have seen these strangers: they seem to belong to
micro-communities of 2 to 5 people.</span><span
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When they are not at work, they go to smart cafes…to work
more. They rarely make eye contact with anyone. They walk
staring at their mobile communication devices in search
for an anxious, “spontaneous” human connection by
following a GPS map to their next appointment. They also
stare at the screen while having dinner with colleagues
because they’re “checking in”, messaging someone on
Facebook, or taking a selfie with a famous person they
will never see again. They even do this while listening to
live music at a club. When driving, they have no
etiquette. They get easily irritated by the unbearable
traffic they themselves created and behave like the bad
drivers they imagine reside in the Third World. </span></p>
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<p dir="ltr"
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rarely attend artistic activities. They’d rather go to
exciting themed events and parties sponsored by companies.
And they go to network, not to make friends, flirt, or
find a lover. With the exception of sporadic online speed
dating on Tindr or Ok Cupid, their sexual life is “frugal”
for the lack of a meaner word</span><span
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On their wildest nights, nothing ever happens out of the
ordinary. Their most exciting days are Pride, Dia de los
Muertos and Burning Man, where they get to be extreme
tourists. </span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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dear reader/audience member, don’t take it personally, you
are always an exception to the rule.” – Tweet</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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the poetic record: They are mostly “white,” (meaning
gender or race illiterate). 70% are male and have
absolutely no sense of the history of the streets they are
beginning to walk on. In the way they behave, they make
you wonder if they know, geographically and culturally
speaking, where they are located and if they are even
aware of the profound impact of their presence in the
lives of the older inhabitants? Last night at a bar one of
them felt compelled to confess to me he was angered by a
“racist poster” he saw outside: The photo of a handsome
mariachi with a gun: </span><span
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si; gringos no.”</span><span
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I felt sorry for his lack of humor. </span></p>
<br>
<p dir="ltr"
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style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">“In
the way these vatos behave you begin to wonder if they
exist in the same city you are or in a parallel quantum
reality you are making up?”-</span><span
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</span></p>
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<p dir="ltr"
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style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">In
fact, they are easily annoyed by “difference” and have no
problem letting you know or confessing it online.
Verbigratia: </span><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">“Don’t
believe the hype: This neighborhood is not a safe place!
There’s still way too many Mexicans, hookers, lesbians
& street freaks. Don’t come to live here!” </span><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline"> In
the “creative city”, racism, sexism, homophobia and
classism are passé…</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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continue citing my poetic field notes:</span><span
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“</span><span
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techno-vatos have no sense of philanthropy. Their savings
are to be spent in gourmet food, gadgets, clubbing, fancy
apartments and very expensive puppies, like French bull
dogs, Italian Greyhounds, and Pomeranians … It’s a
solipsistic frontier economy. And if you are mildly
politicized you cannot help but to wonder, If each one of
them prosperous locos would donate 5 % of their income to
a social cause, we could improve housing, social services
and schools for the poor, and the yearly art budget for
the Arts Commission…but in this Darwinian age, that would
be considered old-school communism, not venture
capitalism…</span><span
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the future will come in a few days and the money they make
must be spent in the immediate process of getting there.
But ‘there’ is actually nowhere”—</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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the mandate of the city fathers, in cahoots with the
developers and new entrepreneurs is to create by any means
necessary a city for the white rich. Our ex-major Willie
Brown, paradoxically a black “progressive democrat” put it
succinctly once: “we want to create the Monaco of the
U.S., and if you can’t afford it, you can leave!” Thanks,
Brother Willie!</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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it already happened…and yes we, the holders and
perpetrators of cultural difference, “can’t afford it” but
here’s the thing: We are doing everything possible to stay
and remain a nuisance to the new urbanites and the greedy
landlords and politicians who invited them. </span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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now,</span><span
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</span><span
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am clearly experiencing philosophical vertigo and
political despair.</span><span
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The symptoms are devastating questions in my diary: </span></p>
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style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">“Are
we the artists and activists left, merely stubborn? Are we
delusional and engaged in a losing battle? Are we waiting
for the San Andreas Fault to open up or for the Mission
shamans to conjure up the collapse of the new economy? But
what if all the Mission shamans have already been evicted?
Will the city get so unbearably expensive that the leaders
of the tech industry themselves will decide to relocate to
another place? If only we stick around a little longer… Is
it too late to talk about this? Is someone somewhere
online reading my words?... Hello?</span></p>
<br>
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<br>
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pages later my questions continue: “Should I attend
tomorrow’s anti-gentrification march or is it time to
finally pack up and go back to Mexico City? I wonder what
is worse, overt organized crime or the gentler forms of
organized crime in Technotopia? What is more violent: the
menacing gaze of a homeboy or the absolute indifference of
a techie? Dangerous difference or dangerous sameness?”</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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the revision of the final draft, I become fully aware of
my poetic subjectivity. </span><span
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know that my words are somewhat careless, partially unfair
and devastating but I can’t help them. I am not a
journalist. I am a performance artist and a poet, and my
city has been taken away from me. It really hurts to walk
the new streets of my refurbished ex-bohemian city. What
can I say? I am deeply affected by the cruelty of
indifference of its new population and I get sad when I
stare at this unbearable ocean of cultural sameness and
boring techno-normativity. I miss the grit, the funk, the
unexpected, my dozens of close friends who have left for
good. Am I repeating myself? Do I need to add a
dictionary?</span><span
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</span><span
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</span><span
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(in progress): </span></p>
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A euphemism for successful</span></p>
<p dir="ltr"
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style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Here:
Nothingness</span></p>
<p dir="ltr"
style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Hipster:
No one really knows. You just think you know. If you think
you know, you most definitely are not one. </span></p>
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style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Local:
Someone who used to live “here” when here was a place</span></p>
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style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Eviction:
A euphemism for the eradication of difference</span></p>
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style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Google
bus: A travelling gas-guzzling half-full office with
chairs and no cubicles</span></p>
<p dir="ltr"
style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Networking:
A safe alternative to making actual conversation</span></p>
<p dir="ltr"
style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Radical:
An adjective for a franchise</span></p>
<p dir="ltr"
style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Technotopia:
San Francisco sans difference//A-critical techno-utopia</span></p>
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style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Underground:
Another franchise</span></p>
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style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">Vintage:
2</span><span
style="font-size:11.2px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:super">nd</span><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">
hand object or a previously worn item of clothing sold for
over $100</span></p>
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style="line-height:1.2;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span
style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">White:
A bizarre state of mind that makes you attribute race to
others with darker skin</span></p>
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style="font-size:18.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-weight:normal;font-style:italic;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline">(I
wish to thank Balitronica, Emma Tramposch and Anastasia
Herold for helping me to prepare the first version of this
manuscript) </span></p>
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