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“The process of categorisation is as old as men, yet as old as man alone, for no other animal species categorises itself so neatly. Yet the ultimate, most vulnerable and weakest victim of categorisation is empathy. Categorisation is a process that destroys the very empathy that enlivens communities: the empathy that traditionally binds diverse communities together.”

“The sea! The sea! How many years had it been since I’d stepped onto the shoreline, dipped my toes into the water, sunken head-first into the waves? I had dreamt of it often. This exact moment. Walking here, with the soft sensation of sand underfoot and the bright sun overhead, the chirping of seagulls and that endless expanse of coastline. Lost from the world. From time. From all of it.”

“A pre-recorded message, timed to go off just as the crowd was reaching a fever pitch. A way to get them to take that one step further and push them from civility and into madness. Stocks are running out. Stocks are running out. STOCKS ARE RUNNING OUT.”

“The rules were simple, as far as I could tell. Being correct had nothing to do with substance and everything to do with style. The correct answer was a matter of yelling loudly. Whoever yelled the loudest was telling the greatest version of the truth. The title of the show was Objectivity.”

“Here was my generation; lost of all hope, bereft of all ideas, struggling between a desire to be left alone, and a push by the crowd to be out in the crowd itself; to be there, captured in a photograph, swinging between dances and clubs and selfies in late-night booze ups between this side of heaven and the not-so-great other side; flung out onto walls and celebrated as celebrities, silent and still in cheap all-night bars; cheap nights and cheap regrets; no religion; post-morality; losing out on cold winter mornings with outcasts and nerds despised by a growing group of same-thinkers, self-fostering a public image of themselves; when their private lives were oh so sad and lonely, scrolling through feeds of parties they were at or were never at all, hoping to God that their dreams would still exist come morning.”

“I learned to value myself the hard way: by keeping an eye out for the things that made my heart sing and by chasing those things, by valuing process over outcome and by ignoring the modern belief that resume equals self worth. Instead of running from my creative side, I let it take me where it wanted to go, and so I met beautiful people who inspired me, and I soon came to inspire others.”

“A “bubble culture” develops whereby corporate types associate with other corporate types in corporate suburbs. The artists flee to their own enclaves. This process culminates in the self-imposed ghetto, a system whereby suburbs are defined and characterised by the people who live there.”