# recent beautiful autumn mornings have made me feel glad to be alive - truly i've a great and lasting affinity with the autumn and seeing all the leaves and listening to the gulls wheel overhead fills my aching heart with gladness **//** only half non-jokingly i recently told a close friend to never give in to despair and nihilism as this would be a betrayal of the ancient zen patriarchs - that since there is no place the buddha / buddhism / buddhist reality is not the single frame you currently mis-view as the least and the last is in fact the most powerful - a tiny exhaustible lamp of truth that cannot be extinguished **//** the site https://www.artistcorporations.com/ stinks to high heaven of innate unquestioning brown-nosing capitulation to capitalist ideology - in fact it's a mere reselling of it's old cheap expensive lies and anti-intellectual obfuscation the very notion of an 'artist corporation' is so utterly anathema to art artists and human artistry it's difficult to find a more glaring example of deliberate and systematic misuse of the word 'tool' - instead of 'system of irrational beliefs that only benefit the evil of power' artists picking up a tool such as a paintbrush are in no way doing the same thing by imagining they can pick up 'capitalism' and make it work for them in the same way; rather capitalism is merely picking them up as a mere tool and using them as only it sees fit - as just another dumb worker process to be exploited the very notion that artists working and operating under the toke of capitalism can some how read a bunch of instructions found online concerning 'how make capitalism work for you' when the very point of capitalism is that it only works for rich powerful capitalists of whiteness it's this violent neutrality of ubiquitous (global) capitalism - that anyone anywhere with a bit of creative know-how (of teh ironies) can skip along and magically bolt together a workable framework out of an already kafkaesque nightmare of red tape false fronts shell corporations off shore banking and endlessly legal wrangling and writhing - and somehow still call themselves an artist (as opposed to a 'capitalist artist' whose only 'art' is 'the undead art of capitalism') is so darkly laughable it makes one puke yancey strickler smells like just another full-of-it tech bro living in a phantasy bubble up ir own arts ir batshed profile in the financial times - you know like those one usually has as an artist - is so pathetic in it's desperate try-harding attempt to mark ir out as 'just another creative joe' it's positively cultish - an alien wearing a human mask who's just skim-read the cliff notes version of 'how to fly undetected among real human beings' [kickstarter co-founder yancey strickler on why ey won't sell up](https://www.ft.com/content/657ee8b6-dc0d-11e6-86ac-f253db7791c6) first off how can one 'sell up and cash in' if one's already a fully sold-out and paid-up member of the club one is directly reminded of an old piss-take article about talent-challenged woman hater david foster wallace which said "ey wears t-shirts for christ's sake!" that is how can you not love this guy ir's just like anyone else right - no innate unearned privilege on display here no sir - just 100% meritocratic god fearin' working class sweat and genuine effort one wonders just what the hell the ft was thinking when it reports the following: "neither of us had ever lived in a new construction before. if I searched craigslist I would uncheck the 'luxury' button" lol wts why o' regular bundle of humbleness yancey that positively makes us fellow artists-in-poverty weep with future memories of heartwarming socialistic equality - that anyone like you would willingly choose to sacrifice your present and future happiness and clearly mark ourself out as a minimalist priest of the highest order but that's the precise reason ft is reporting this bizarre and meaningless fact - it wants to pain tech-bros like yancey as the latest iteration of 'global hyperreal ludocapitalist neurospectacle with a human face' - as if to suggest there's no possible antagonism between the wellspring of human(e) artistic creativity and ruthless capitalist big business in other words just another hot rotting load of ai generated dogslop sludge - just another disgusting fat berg of slick media spin hype and wilful ahistorical misreading; as though wearing an 'untucked denim shirt' marks one out as the allen ginsberg of startups flock right off (notice how even in 2025 the walking lingam who founded patreon was **still** rolling out that same old self-serving atomic-sized-violin-sawing yarn about how 'how back in the day ey used to make music in ir parent's garage' - you know the giant one attached to ir rich white parent's multi-million dollar home on ir private estate; so humble so poor so very just like the rest of us) gtfoh the very notion of 'artist corps' is disgusting sick and venal and should be shaolin angela lansbury no-shadow nut-booted back into the tech bro void which pinched it off i'm still steaming about this shit and will speak again such matters // republic of bob