There’s some great thinker out there, beyond the stony wastes. Some genius. Some thinker of the workless, of the unemployed and unemployable, beyond the stony wastes.
Who will be self-taught. Or self-untaught, beyond the stony wastes. Who won’t have read a page of philosophy. But who’ll just be philosophy, beyond the stony wastes. Who’ll just live in the truth. And be the truth, beyond the stony wastes.
Someone homeless and shiftless, beyond the stony wastes. An organic intellectual. Untouched by the university. Unruined. Untutored. Uncorrupted. Undestroyed. Underanged. Unfucked by the system, beyond the stony wastes.
From out there, from beyond the stony wastes, will come our messiah. Our saviour.
Someone unemployed. Untutored. A pure philosopher. In a school all of his own. Like an ancient Stoic or an Epicurean, or something. Where you live your philosophy. Where it’s about life. Like a Cynic. Living truth. Being truth. In abjection. From beyond the stony wastes.
Will revolutionaries cross the stony wastes to tear the campus down? Will they come, the non working class? The class that falls below work? That isn’t even a class. Just a few ragged nobodies. Fuck ups. Mad people.
Only the sub-proletariat can save us now. Only the underproles, deplorables. Who refuse everything. Negate everything. Totally unorganisable. And unmanageable! Never planning their actions. Never thinking things through. Never thinking about the morrow. Of the rest of the day, even. Of anything in the future. Or anything in the past. Of anything except the present, and the explosion of the present.
Neocynics – that’s what we need. Living refusers of everything this campus is and stands for. Everything Organisational Management is and wants and will be.
It’s all disinformation and misinformation, beyond the stony wastes. And malinformation probably. They’re all conspiracy theorists out there. They’re all wackos and nutjobs, beyond the stony wastes. They’re not on board. They’re not with the programme. They’re not watching the BBC. They’re not with the narrative. Enemies of the people! Enemies of the campus! They’re not thinking of the common good.
But Organisational Management have plans. They’ll extend the campus. Push back the stony wastes. Until the whole world belongs to it, the Organisational Campus. Until there are no stony wastes.
Work in Progress 