“The sadness inspired by failing restaurants”.
“The smell of mildew in movie theaters” (both from Eugenides, “Middlesex”, 2002)
- Lewis’s little balcony restaurant(dying gradually, now 6 years gone).https://decayetude.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/img_13071.jpg .The ABC Cinema, Lime Street:re-used for a spectral exhibition in a previous biennial; and now utilised again: https://decayetude.wordpress.com/2016/07/10/biennial-2016-part-1-what-has-been-formerabc-cinema-lime-street-by-steven-benson/
in the current(2016)Biennial
Sympathy/empathy for the underdog:the failing, the decrepit, the forlorn.
The two(appropriated) images from Eugenides’ novel are obviously tropes, representing my OWN (sublimated) psychogeography in regard to the following:
1.Loss/sadness/anger at the Brexit decision: that people should have known better: that it was often(not always) a cloak for xenophobia and racism and homophobia; add in: media brainwashing: a VERY toxic mixture. The scapegoating, overtly and covertly, of the immigrant, the “foreigner”, the outsider; representing to these incomplete people an EXternalised INNER other, which they do not like/fear in themselves, projected OUTWARD onto EU nationals and introjected INTO them by actual visitations , on occasions, of racist violence:CF Currie:”Difference{Theory}”, 2004; and many of the posts on my two blogs on this subject (here is the other one: Decayetude https://decayetude.wordpress.com/ )
leading to:
2.the lack of common cause between marginalised group(it IS possible: cf. the miners and lesbians and gays, 1984/5)because of very vexed intersectionality issues; VERY vexed. Here, the erased ex-industrial working-class and the East Europeans who now live in England and Wales; even though we ARE all being FUCKED OVER by Tory(whatever Theresa May may say!) and Tory-light “Labour” austerity governments/wings of parties, aka Blairites; intrinsically connected with:
3.The wholly unremitting, now intensified even further(oh how so predictable!) scapegoating and attacks on the statesmanlike and dignified leadership of Jeremy Corbyn, a foreigner/stranger/outsider even in his own demesne:many sinister moves afoot which would deface not even an ex Soviet satellite state.The politics of hope are NOT, per se, naïve; but in this screwed over, masculinist, religiously dogmatic, territorial, ego-ridden, constructed world we inhabit as lost souls, this kind of politics IS, in ultimo, very possibly naïve and we may be forsaken. A world of false consciousnesses and divide and rule. It is an aporia: an intersectional one betwixt race and class; like the one between lgbt rights and dogmatic religious beliefs.
Brexit has brought all this subliminal, nightime slime into conscious daylight; it was there, lying beneath, all the time; and, good luck(and love:)), Jeremy, you shall need it.
towardsutopia 
Thx,Gill; a bit of a ballistic post; but how I felt xx