Perhaps the world’s second worst crime is boredom. The first is being a bore.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDPerhaps the world’s second worst crime is boredom. The first is being a bore.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDIt is always the same: once you are liberated, you are forced to ask who you are.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThere is nothing funny about Halloween.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDSanta Barbara is a paradise; Disneyland is a paradise; the U.S. is a paradise. Paradise is just paradise. Mournful, monotonous, and superficial though it may be, it is paradise. There is no other.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThe abjection of our political situation is the only true challenge today.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDSeduction is always more singular and sublime than sex and it commands the higher price.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThere is no aphrodisiac like innocence.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDA negative judgment gives you more satisfaction than praise, provided it smacks of jealousy.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDYou are born modern, you do not become so.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDIt is even stranger than a man talking to himself or a woman standing dreaming at her stove. It is as if another planet is communicating with you.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThe very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDGoverning today means giving acceptable signs of credibility. It is like advertising and it is the same effect that is achieved – commitment to a scenario.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThe real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced. The hyper real.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDAt male strip shows, it is still the women that we watch, the audience of women and their eager faces. They are more obscene than if they were dancing naked themselves.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDTo love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThe great person is ahead of their time, the smart make something out of it, and the blockhead, sets themselves against it.
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