El umbral. crónicas y meditaciones de en pdf

Bologna, late February. The city was empty and quiet. The world stopped (not for everyone). An unknown virus has multiplied in the stressed bodies of the global population. Psychodeflation. The epidemic entered lives, disrupted habits, changed automatisms, killed the elderly and asthmatics. Bifo is confused, painting colorful canvases, reading newspapers, doing radio on the internet. And he writes: notes, notes, reflections on the current emergency. Along with the arrival of the virus, the populations of the planet have deeply felt decades of neoliberal adjustments and financial domination. The crisis is worsening, it has no limits. The collapse seems obvious. Will the war of all against all lead us to the extinction of human civilization? Are we, on the other hand, capable of emerging from the corpse of Capital, perhaps through a revolution without subjectivity or political will? Or is it more a matter of taking advantage of the disruption, transforming incarceration into a collective process of self-analysis? The truth is we have crossed a threshold: there is no going back to normal. Can we resist what is possible and avoid what is inevitable?