When I come home...- I'll tell the children (Chapter two)

摘要

Years back, at the closure of the umpteenth edition of interpack, I wrote an editorial in which I tried to describe the unreal sense I experienced in abandoning the collective dimension of daily action, after long days spent at the fair. The bewilderment one suddenly feels in finding oneself outside that spatial-temporal continuum in which all the world, faithful to the equilibrium of supply and demand, seemed to resolve itself. A black hole in which everything had been sucked into, before expanding once again to take possession of the universe.