The Brooklyn Rail

Club of Joe Schmo

Allegiance seems to always be marked by its precarity, and precarity begets the asset. No value without speculation, no worth without conjecture. The movie trope of the perp storming through an airport terminal going about an act of quick change is fitting here since they usually end up looking like an art advisor. People flip like how art is flipped like how houses are flipped. Or like how the biggest short worked to short the biggest.