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It’s Sunday afternoon and there’s a ketamine-fueled motorcycle rally through Compton’s industrial park. Everyone has reconciled with the narcotizing dysfunction of hyperreal politics and the music-industrial complex. Being a wallflower is no longer stigmatized, and creative expression has been absolutely devalued. Absolutely freed. Maybe this is what American Zen sounds like.
