An old Japanese friend recently confided to me: ′ I can’t forgive to americans for the fact that Hiroshima wasn’t an act of war, but an experiment’.

The true hero of the American utopia is neither the cowboy nor the soldier, but the pioneer, the pathfinder, the person who ‘takes his body, where his eyes have been’.

It is, in fact, impossible clearly to distinguish economic war from information war, since each involves the same hegemonic ambition of making commercial and military exchanges interactive.

By the way, who invented Peace?

The reconciliation of nothing and reality and the suspension of time and space by high velocities replace the exoticism of journeys with a vast expanse of emptiness.

Since there was no longer a horizon towards which to rush, they would invent fake ones – substitute horizons.

It will no longer be war that is the continuation of politics by other means, it will be what I have dubbed ‘the integral accident’ that is the continuation of politics by other means.

From the original watchtower through the anchored balloon to the reconnaissance aircraft and remote sensing-satellites, one and the same function has been indefinitely repeated, the eye’s function being the function of a weapon.

There are eyes everywhere. No blind spot left. What shall we dream of when everything becomes visible? We’ll dream of being blind.

War is cinema, and cinema is war.