People seen and people not.

There isn't really a great much interest for me in knowing every single person in Glasgow. That's the politicians game - the constant fantasy that they would come running up to you on the street to shake your hands. I don't want to shake hands with most of the people on the street, that's not my aim. I don't want to go chasing after people asking them ambiguous questions because quite frankly they would quite probably not stop, bend the truth of their convictions or fabricate themselves almost wholly during the interview. There is something quite deforming about the charity folk who you meet. They all want to sell their own specified bit of truth, and depending on the individual (and the next statement is from an experience i had with an animal charity collector, whose charity I can';t quite remember) they will either harness your interest or not, long enough to detail their proposition. The guy was pretty much a good hearted idiot. Not because of his cause, to which he is a member, but as a detachment, because there is a sever level of unavoidable hypocrisy. We are now closing the door on a vast amount of animal cruelty, but it does still exist. It basically got into a bit of a shouting match though, over the right to preserve culture and the total surrender of animal cruelty. I wasn't particularly arguing for one or the other, but I was waiting for a bus so I had a go. I wasn't going to give money based on a 5 minute chat, so I asked if I could have some literature with more acute information, which he stated that they apparently do not do. At a point he asked me the deeply long routed question of how much I could spare. I could spare quite a lot actually. I could quite smoking, move back home to live with my parents, drop out of art school and work 60 hours a week. There are numerous things I could do, just as there are numerous things we all could do, but I couldn't justify this, because, the hypocrisy of charity is that its benefactors are rooted in monetary shackles belonging to the capitalist nations. Britain is a hyper-bed of this type of cause, as we live with the eternal guilt that maybe we fucked over the world a little too much, and perhaps continue to do so in our own apologetic way. We recycle most of what we buy, we are atoning for past misdeeds. But the stark realisation of it all, and many who donate will disagree, is that the question "Have you got a minute to have a chat?" is really a request for money. To stand strong in your beliefs is one thing, but when he asked if I knew how much a baby gorilla fetches on the black market, I couldn't help but feel the need to reply that it was probably a lot more money than is received for young girls being sold to human trafficking. It is in the interest of mankind to preserve itself, and when before this was as easy as sacrificing everything other than our kind, we now more openly mix the future of our species with a take all give all attitude, where we are both the villains and the heroes, both the means and the end, the question and the answer. We can bare hypothesis, and we tolerate vicious means, but only if it is their victorious end that is resolutely published. Mankind abuses itself as well as animals, yet mankind is an animal, one who is incumbent to rule with both sincerity and strictness, lies and idleness.

For this reason, I don't want to approach a stranger, or force them to think about that which they will not naturally. The greatest and the worst hold candles to their friends and enemies just as they in turn hold them away from or to themselves. Its not in the dissection of this race that ables us to embrace them, but in the depiction of their wholly natural state that I wish to record. Not as a camera on the wall or with tricks and words, for these things only go as far as I am willing to take them, and as long as the bias of my own discrimination will allow concentration. I want the city of Glasgow to become as surreal to themselves as they are to the individual, and as phantom and as blatantly misinterpreted and lost as they are to each other. I want them to exist together purposefully, but in their natural state of unawareness. I don't need to shake their hand for this, but accept the same maxim that they all must, that there are not gods or devils amongst Glasgow, but animals of mankind.