Author: Hoop Snake

Where Toads Stack (not in love or rapport but total consummate reverence), October 13th, 2022–

As other serpents crawl upon their bellies, so can this; but he (manifested) has another method of moving peculiar to his own species, which he always adopts when he is in eager pursuit of his prey; he throws himself into a circle, running rapidly around, advancing like a hoop, with his tail arising and pointed forward in the circle, by which he is always in the ready position of striking¹.

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‣ cites when compelled, never claims intellectual property, does not want to be heard

‣ collects,  interprets, distributes trash, politics, art, experience

‣ has access to hidden places and circulates amongst those who are hidden²

‣ exists, immaterial within the rattle and shriek of the North East

1] Excerpt “Tour in the U.S.A”, 1784, “Hoop Snake”, Wikipedia

2]  I CARRY INDUSTRIAL DUST AND LET IT SETTLE ON TREE LEAVES (Kurvitz, Hindpere)

Regional³, the wattle and daub of coastal enclaves, cordoned vacant lots sheltered by historical facade

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I have heard and echoed Boston’s cries for help. Up and down the Northeast Corridor⁴ manufactured transience and stagnation keeps the crowd fresh, the “selective internships” unpaid, the transit diurnal, and class invisible. 

I have seen the cultural foundation of this (precariously landfilled) megapolis gutted by “progress”. I have seen light bent and agendas cloaked in the surreal. 

I have seen the social contract broken, reinterpreted, stripped away. I have little faith in the American project, or the paranoia, masochism, and nationalism it promotes.

The Hoop Snake resides in the foul foam and algal bloom of (nonlinear, objective) history, and rejects the American concession to “prosperity” and “progress”. The Hoop Snake revels in the construction of metanarratives, hyperobjects, and

3]  Heard in the presence of violence, the potential energy of the Hell’s Kitchen yuppie, Kendall Square missile technician, (East) Williamsburg filmmaker, and Mid-Atlantic middle man

4] Ship of Theseus, local displacer, “future” delayer, promised bones stood too close to sick men

the humanist sublime. Postmodernism (irrevocably perverted for capital) and Neoliberalism are antithetical to this sublime. 

The Hoop Snake knows the sincerity of this world and that it is not too late to wreak havoc on the Middle Class⁵. 

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First Revolutionary Initiative:

Allston will be buried. The brave expatriates, defenders of this barren, rocky soil, tenants of the same multi-families they seek to entomb, will win. Allston 2, Allston 3⁶, and Allston 4 will tower above the skyline of our Athenian city, brutalist monuments to revolutionary momentum and collective production . Its spire will stretch to the militia navies of New Haven or Lake Champlain, and to the guerillas of the Pioneer Valley and the ridges of The Great One. The Empire’s central nervous system will sever itself. 

5] Somewhere close, neighborhood kids slide down the husk of a Honda Pilot, keyed, stripped of parts, inscribed, in the midst of street vendors and old men playing dominoes– a glacial erratic, a Byzantine column, a knee high stone wall.

6] “Village of Allston 3” or “Allston 3”, serendipitously mirrors the locally dubbed “Allston 3” responsible for the siege of the Tennessee Gas Pipeline Company, forcing New England energy independence, and escalating tensions between federalists and expatriates.