MY NOT SO COMPLETELY CYNICAL GRADUATION SPEECH NEVER GIVEN: AN ILLUSTRATION.
ILLUSTRATION: OF A REALITY. IF WE HERE CAN SIT AND IMAGINE A WORLD…THE NEXT WORLD OR A SEQUENCE OF WORLDS THAT YOU LIVE NOW HERE WITH YOUR PARENTS AND PROFESSORS WHAT WOULD THAT BE? WHAT WAS THIS?
If we can’t imagine something we should illustrate it: we all here…the family, friends, colleagues, professors, and the ‘commodity’ the students sit in this threshold waiting to get launched like a cannonball from a gun. If we could then all put on those jet packs were all supposed to have by now a hover above the ceremony what would we see? Or illustrate? Is it a map or is it…was it …a collective drawing in a necessary and venerated institution? Take that jet pack ride with me and lets avoided that metaphor that we were all cannon balls devastating the broad economics or being devastated as cannon fodder.
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