Last night after leaving the Park Ave Armory where I had seen the multimedia
extravaganza Adam Curtis v. Massive Attack, I overheard a young
man say to his lady friend "Malcolm Gladwell...no, not him...Malcolm
McLaren. That's his name. You know, the whole 'medium is the message'
thing..."
I fought the urge to say "it's Marshall McLuhan, you stupid fuck." More importantly, I wished I
could pull Professor McLuhan out from behind a nearby tree to say "I heard what you were
saying. You know nothing of my work...or even my name for that matter."
2 comments:
Maybe he actually meant Malcolm McDowell...you know that whole Droogie, Yarbles and Horrowshow is the Message thing? Nu?
I'm a little jealous. I love Massive Attack. I know that's not the point, but still.
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