You are born modern, you do not become so.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDYou are born modern, you do not become so.
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 world is not dialectical – it is sworn to extremes, not to equilibrium, sworn to radical antagonism, not to reconciliation or synthesis. This is also the principle of evil.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDWhat is a society without a heroic dimension?
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 BAUDRILLARDWhen you go to confession and entrust your sins to the safe-keeping of the priest, do you ever come back for them?
JEAN BAUDRILLARDDeep down, the US, with its space, its technological refinement, its bluff good conscience, even in those spaces which it opens up for simulation, is the only remaining primitive society.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDTelevision knows no night. It is perpetual day. TV embodies our fear of the dark, of night, of the other side of things.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDA negative judgment gives you more satisfaction than praise, provided it smacks of jealousy.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThe real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced. The hyper real.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDSeduction is always more singular and sublime than sex and it commands the higher price.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDThe very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDLike dreams, statistics are a form of wish fulfillment.
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 BAUDRILLARDCowardice and courage are never without a measure of affectation. Nor is love. Feelings are never true. They play with their mirrors.
JEAN BAUDRILLARDI hesitate to deposit money in a bank. I am afraid I shall never dare to take it out again.
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