This is a short piece of fiction from this month's Adbusters titled The Futurist. It is written by Laura E. Goodin and set against the writings of FT Marinetti, the founder of the Futurist movement.
“We had stayed up all night, my friends and I,” I read, “under hanging mosque lamps with domes of filigreed brass, domes starred like our spirits, shining like them with the prisoned radiance of electric hearts. For hours we had trampled our atavistic ennui into rich oriental rugs, arguing up to the last confines of logic and blackening many reams of paper with our frenzied scribbling…”
“Oh, gaaaaawd,” said Tim. “Who wrote that? Not you I hope.”
“F.T. Marinetti. The founder of futurism.” Although this dangerous knowledge left me feeling breathless, I feigned a casual weariness. “A literary and artistic movement of the early 20th century, which glorifies mechanism and violence and repudiates sentimentalism.”
Tim made a farting noise with his lips. I decided to stop reading aloud.