i don't want to fuel larry harvey's ego by letting his dictatorship get too far under my skin.
i've never met him or marian (and don't care to). they seem like exemplary 2-year olds, for whom negative and positive
attention have the same value. lookit me! lookit me! lookit me! [throwing cup on floor], burningman is becoming
its own stifling, faceless theif of souls (exactly what it sought to escape). we are all welcome to come play in
larry's harvey's sandbox, and show our talents and spirit and wallow in our individuality, and do whatever we want,
as long as it's exactly what larry and marian want us to do. otherwise, the rangers will goosestep over and kick
your ass off the (public) property.
my cynical suspicion is that the BLM doesn't really give a fuck about larry or marian or burningman.
the BLM is just a spectre raised by the bm authority whenever a bulletproof excuse for more rules is needed. it's
sort of like goodcop/badcop, except goodcop is the one doing the beating AND blaming it on badcop.
lights on- 'my partner's pretty upset, maybe i can help calm him down...[hiding bloody knuckles]'
'the BLM says we can't dig holes in the dirt, or drive on the dirt this year. sorry. if you all behave EXACTLY like we say, maybe they will calm down and trust us more next year.'
see the parallels?