Capitalism as a set of perpetuated and reenacted rituals becomes more apparent through the ongoing development of high technology, and the life quality changes emanating from that development. The rituals, beginning as visceral sets of practices based upon necessity, begin to appear as machines as the reality drifts from their ongoing cycles, and the machines are artificially shored up and fortified, running in strict repetitions and unable to regenerate themselves, but living on with the help of regular maintenance from external powers.
The strange artificial constrictions of the flow of data say, or the heart-rending sprawls of empty housing, kept as dragon-treasure by absentee owners, the speculated-upon oil reserves taken out of circulation, or the overflowing food commodities which go to the landfill as a matter of maintaining the integrity of market distribution, all have underneath them mechanisms that can be read as the echoes of provisional social convention, their shapes maintained with increasing energy costs juiced out of a growing class of precariat, through the machinations of the super rich, who are increasingly the only ones to benefit from them.
