Notes 3/24/2025
it’s not an atrocity if you show it with pride… let people enjoy things…
Anyone who reads this blog should know all the obvious Bolaño analogues… the sympathetic-to-ambivalent non-fascist scenesters are the Visceral Realists from Savage Detectives, the fascist scenesters are the profiles from Nazi Literature in the Americas, and the things that connect the artists and writers to the ominous forces of the regime are from By Night in Chile…
The By Night in Chile connection always felt the most speculative… like there was a little bit of undeserved gringo moral narcissism in it… a subtle masochistic desire for the stakes to be that high… that the violence is right here… we’re not really that special… the real imperialist violence was always a few more degrees of separation away from this world… there’s no secret CIA torture chamber sub-basement underneath Sovereign House… that I know of…
Well, El Salvador is that, or it could be that, the people in power are trying to make it that… big beautiful concentration camps… some of the biggest in the world… based Bukele!... the pride of El Salvador… the Philosopher King… that’s his Twitter bio… he cleaned up the streets!... a true statesman… a beard worthy of the prophet… statesmen have beards these days… at least the millennials who love memes and trolling… an image of the future… a new Colonia Dignidad… a prison world… an archipelago of tropical penal colonies… outside the jurisdiction of the Cuckstitution… overflowing with bad hombres… tweeting pictures of bad hombres dominated by the armed guards… pack them together like sardines… righteous… post it for the world to see!... the Philosopher King was begging Trump to send them more bodies… it’s not an atrocity if you show it with pride… let people enjoy things… we aren’t fucking around… these are the animals that want to come to America… they’re some real sick puppies… bringing with them some curse dating back to the fall of Cuzcatlan!... MS-13… lock em up and throw away the key!... life sentences… except for their leaders… lock up the rest... doesn’t matter who… you see a twinky little Venezuelan barber… I see a hardened Tren de Aragua thug… you need big men with big hard cocks to do it… I’m talking IDF-trained conquistadors… the actually existing Sadean state… you gotta fuck the IDF babes!… millennia of selective breeding produced those beach bods… the wokes just don’t get it… they’re no fun… MS-13 will slice your prick right off if you let them come here… it’s in their blood!... we had some of them in Virginia… real sick puppies… almost as bad as the Columbia protestors… they’re beyond redemption… there’s no such thing as innocence… you’re reading Prisoner of Love?... you’re a sick puppy too… you’re no American, you’re a traitor… nice tattoos… I bet you’ll really love cruising the cell blocks of el Centro de Confinamiento del Terrorismo… despicable faggot!... shouldn’t have scratched that Tesla… taste this boot!... that’ll teach you!...
There’ve been a bunch of scenester and dissident right people making trips to El Salvador in the past couple years… VIPs!... I’ve already written about this… you might’ve seen… in a hallucination… getting the whole crypto-utopia pitch from the Philosopher King himself… wined and dined… libertine wonks pondering the meaninglessness of virtue… not me… I’m a poet… you know what Philosopher Kings do with those scoundrels… it would be like stepping into Ubu Roi… into the trap!... feed me to the crocodiles… like a street dog in some Instagram reel slop... ripped to shreds… no thank you… I’m staying the hell away… they won’t give you the Nobel if you’re dead… the principled leftists don’t think this stuff is very interesting anyway… stop writing about all these clout people… write about something good for once… we don’t care about the concentration camp penal colony… it’s frankly boring… zone of snoozefest… and get a fucking editor Crumps… we know what’s best for you… get in line… pitch something to a real magazine… something more cheerful… there are so many things to choose from…