Into the Empire's Heart

Well a grand opening for a grand trip.  I can't quite say that the great Empire is here, though it certainly derived from this spot, and the cobble stones now seem to blend perfectly with the LCD flat screen monitors that cover the fancy facades like Time's Square.  Too many bags, and as I'm sure Steph will note, the attendant that fell down in the plane.

There is a small competition going on as to who is the most professional traveler.  A point tally system such as not having a pen you lose a point, operating two luggage bags at once plus two points, having to take a cab--minus 1 point and about 36 pounds (yikes).

Anyway, we meet the Elsewhere London crew tomorrow at a place called The Approach.  will be nice to see everyone.  Saw some bad art school art tonight--hopefully are going to see some interesting art tomorrow.

Things I'm thinking about and wanted to note: a city co-exists with the displacement of Being which is in fact a being-with as a matter of discourse (a singular individual thus defined by always already in community)--thus originary and plural- a being in the world which is the meaning in communication about/with being/consciousness according to Nancy---what does this mean?  Simply the city is a space of displacement and as Foucault would carry it out, the City becomes a model for the State (town square is to the capital as a police is to the Army) and in that manner the city becomes the displacement, the place holder of the State.

What to do with these thoughts?  I'm beginning to work out questions of play and alternative discourse between people that moves beyond or displaces identity toward a communication in the imaginary.
More later

PS.  Non of my cloths were dry when I packed so I can't help likening this trip to leaving egypt---having to pack cloths that had yet to rise!