if this is the nomos of modernity, what does caramel fudge taste like?

A friend's suggestion, in reference to an article entitled "Zones of Indistinction: Security, Terror and Bare Life":

I might suggest smoking weed, reading this while listening to the Isis album Panopticon, then getting naked and writing the
words "master" and "slave" all over your body with permanent marker, summoning the omnipotent master to appear in the
form of a hot washcloth.

If anyone is into doing the cinematography for this project, we can arrange a form of payment, or maybe establish a pedagogical sexual relationship instead. Also, for all you marketing heads, we're looking for WWW representation, distribution, advertising, franchising, spin-offs, breakfast cereals, etc. Addiitionally, we could use interns who would act as 'warm-up girls/boys'. Please send photos, measurements, and a concise analysis of 'Being and Time'.