War as Viewed from the Disney Imaginary

In a globalized world pining for authentic and visceral feelings, it is the integral violence of the Russian invasion of Ukraine that spoons our hooded contempt for the unknown past our eyes, across our lips.

The accepted stories worked on us better than predicted by the decimals of Mass meta-archives; the models that encompass our festering lust and plan out how these things unfold.

Then, as death traversed the detritus of the dreams of the children of the once and never communist revolution, we learned how entertaining the event has become; and human interest spills out of televisual circuits that we’ve decided are essential. The journal vipers; their saturated selves fan out and smirk at corpses, and drool over the breakfast of a dead middle manager. What an Ace.