A society which allows an abominable event to burgeon from its dung heap and grow on its surface is like a man who lets a fly crawl unheeded across his face or saliva dribble from his mouth — either epileptic or dead. – Jean Baudrillard
The great person is ahead of their time, the smart make something out of it, and the blockhead, sets themselves against it. – Jean Baudrillard
We are no longer in a state of growth; we are in a state of excess. We are living in a society of excrescence. The boil is growing out of control, recklessly at cross purposes with itself, its impacts multiplying as the causes disintegrate. – Jean Baudrillard
The cities of the world are concentric, isomorphic, synchronic. Only one exists and you are always in the same one. Its the effect of their permanent revolution, their intense circulation, their instantaneous magnetism. – Jean Baudrillard