five, in an office, not wearing hats, metatext

...had almost finished typing the note about the port town in the desert of the anthropocene with hats, geophilosophy, the third situation — sometime during my typing the text/story for leaf he arrives for a meeting with some people from here and his boss Fergus. i am typing two fingered, referring to the black notebook i kept and wrote in at the time, really i am focusing on my fingers touching the keys. a soft tap tap tap it must have been sometime later because i discovered he is sitting on my desk looking at the screen There is almost no punctuation Ludd, (he is the only person in the universe who is allowed to call me that) its practically unreadable and why are you doing this he says — my fingers and fingers stop moving over the keyboard hovering between letters and depressions — I feel slightly confused and look up from the keyboard and screen, aware that I am making a face at him i am only doing this because you asked me to idiot and your lucky there is any punctuation at all — and I notice that a few other people from the meeting are looking at me and him and anyway your such a bourgeois leaf why are you here anyway? grammer syntax phonetics has to be broken actually it is always already broken your bourgeois imaginary needs a good talking too — i am hear to discuss a job in Tokyo he says with that look on his face that I know only i ever see — really? i can go to tokyo with you who is this for ? i asked — someone some people them he gestures at the people still looking at us, he gestures at the screen — also this is for them and us (i typed that) it’s ok i said waving at the people from the meeting none of them will read it anyway and besides if anyone complains I’ll get you to arrest them as my deputized grammar policeman… even more openly than before he is smiling at me in that way that he has No they will read it as they want to know about it and its in our interest that they know. have to go back to the meeting… [i noticed it had recorded all this at that point.. ] I watched him walk away and returned my attention to the text. Later I said to him that I edited it and that it was not my intention to make fun of the reading public — as you might think — I can’t imagine, but still this explanation seems too primitive to me. More that the argument is of a certain symptomatology of the attitude towards writing. That his bourgeois attitude mistakes what the emphasis on open-mindedness, effort, honesty means…