Three stories about bings

Three stories about bings

Strictly speaking, there are no bings in Mariupol. The large artificial mountain on the seashore is a slag heap, not a bing, as it might seem. Nevertheless, we knew how to climb bings because we had friends from mining towns. A bing is a kind of blowback from contemporary extractivist economy. While the market toils for the accumulation of capital, a bing is a pile of waste. That is, when you are on a bing, you slip through the net of capitalist society. It is an ideal place to think about the world.