Imagination to power was spray painted on the walls of Paris in 1968. And yet, because it was France, imagination was shoved aside in favor of elitism by the graduated of '68 who once spray painted walls. In my opinion one of the greatest symbols of this fall, it was no shove sadly, was the hatred of Andre Breton and the decision to destroy his library. And now ruled by Technocrats like Macron who is not injected France falls lower still, lower than the streets roamed by Huysmans who wrote A Rebours. Des Esseintes is a decadent, ailing aristocrat who retreats to an isolated villa where her indulges his taste for luxury and excess. Veering between nervous excitability and debilitating ennui, he gluts his aesthetic appetites with classical literature and art, exotic jewels (with which he fatally encrusts the shell of his tortoise), rich perfumes and a kaleidoscope of sensual experiences. Against Nature, in the words of the author, exploded 'like a meteorite.'
Imagination to power was spray painted on the walls of Paris in 1968. And yet, because it was France, imagination was shoved aside in favor of elitism by the graduated of '68 who once spray painted walls. In my opinion one of the greatest symbols of this fall, it was no shove sadly, was the hatred of Andre Breton and the decision to destroy his library. And now ruled by Technocrats like Macron who is not injected France falls lower still, lower than the streets roamed by Huysmans who wrote A Rebours. Des Esseintes is a decadent, ailing aristocrat who retreats to an isolated villa where her indulges his taste for luxury and excess. Veering between nervous excitability and debilitating ennui, he gluts his aesthetic appetites with classical literature and art, exotic jewels (with which he fatally encrusts the shell of his tortoise), rich perfumes and a kaleidoscope of sensual experiences. Against Nature, in the words of the author, exploded 'like a meteorite.'