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The consolation of kitsch

I’ve never completely understood my attraction to kitsch. As much as part of me would like to suggest otherwise, it’s not a knowing embrace of excessive sentimentality and contrived garishness, as much as these things genuinely appealing to me in a way that can prompt knowingness when I reflect upon […]

The obsolescence of things

I love this old Ikea advert. I’m contemplating playing it in my lecture on social change later this week to illustrate the point that Harmut Rosa is making about the¬†acceleration of production¬†and the implications of intensified disposability for our sense of security and continuity. It also shows what I dislike […]