Become the Rimbaud of the digital age. Become Dali. Become Coco Chanel. Are those names too big? Become Keith Haring, then. He started with a piece of chalk, leaving graffiti on blank subway ad space. Graffiti someone’s site. Modify a billboard. Steal a cop car and paint it with leopard spots and fill it with flowers. Broadcast the theft and transformation on a webcam (but wear masks and gloves, dummy).

If you still need inspiration, go to Burning Man, the largest, organized T.A.Z. in the world. For a week every year, a city is built in the desert. The city’s residents go mad on art, drugs, and anarchy. The set off fireworks, make much noise, barter, fuck on the alkali flats, take massive amounts of chemicals and, at the end of the week, burn their temporary town and flee. That’s how Burning Man stays mad and pure and beautiful. It’s fleeting. And dangerous. And it will only return what you are willing to put into it.

Everyone wants a revolution, but almost everyone is dissatisfied with the results. The Chinese ate their own, the Surrealists turned bourgeois and the Digital Revolution has turned into cyberspace land grab. Are you really willing to leave the final outcome of the Digital Revolution to a bunch of clowns in Dockers and penny loafers? Are you willing to let cyberspace by paved over and made linear? Are you afraid of the ontological pirate lurking under your own skin?

If you can’t find TAZ or are too afraid that mom and dad will find it in your room and ship you off to military school, you can find the text on this site: http://www.t0.or.at/hakimbey/taz/taz.htm.

What happened to the Digital Revolution? You’re living it. Now make it yours.