L'age d'horreur

He smashes, he sets to,  he terrifies, he ransacks.  The doors of love and hatred are open, letting violence in.  Inhuman, it sets man on his feet, snatches from him the possibility of putting an end to his stay on earth.

- Program for 1930 release of L'age d'or

Inhuman violence - the "gift of violence," the kind that belongs to no one, the kind a crowd gives to itself and opens, at dawn, with a cry like the vault of a bank -  as that which snatches group existence from the jaws of individual suicide.  

And so the paving stones unplug the toaster perched on the edge of the bath.

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