Recreating (and advancing) pk’s censored domains: Macroinformation.org &
Knatz.com / Teaching / Society / Social Order / HierCon / Cops /
Aged nineteen or so, I have my mother’s car and am visiting Greenwich Village with friends. I’m stopped at the light NYU shares with Washington Park, waiting to turn left toward 5th Avenue. A cop waves me toward the NW curb. I point to the light. He waves: impatiently. I look around. No traffic. I creep cautiously through the light and pull up.
“I’m giving you a ticket,” he says. “What for?” “For going through a red light.” My friends have turned as pale as I. The cop cackles. “Go on. Get out of here. It’s a joke. Don’t you get it?”
No, we didn’t.
PS: These decades later the inventor of Macroinformation does see humor in it. The cop had put us in a double-bind. There was a sword over our heads if we did what we were told; there was a sword over our heads if we didn’t. Huis Clos. No Exit. Macroinformation galore: including anomaly: inappropriate behavior which is at once exactly according to type. It can’t help but be humorous: though not to the principles.
Harold Lloyd’s guy hanging from the clock wasn’t supposed to think it was funny: the audience was supposed to think it was funny.