Kings Cross Disaster

The ritual building and destroying of compositional niches that are fine-tuning. An itch that keeps moving.
We can not address this itch directly nor outline or determine its whereabouts. We can only allude to it prostethically through these augmented situations we find ourselves in whether in a building or outside.
Some things go wrong. Fire catches on to a straggling piece of paper beneath the ancient wooden escalator stairs of a central London underground station. It is Kings Cross 1989. Signals somehow work too efficiently and people are let through the barriers and down on to the platform just as they are dispatched off from bulging carriages into the smoke-filled pitch black alleyways. It is a death trap and the waves of smoke belch back on themselves at the top of the escalators, driven by the upwards surge of heat from the fire below creating a discreet climate there and then; a tornado-like thrust of fire that feeds itself around and around in the gulp of oxygen it takes from the top of the stairs before it plummets back down as a fire ball into the path of escaping passengers. So the disaster is born; a feedback system of organisational methodical routine; people going down from the barriers, people coming up from the trains that could not adjust in the altered details of this disaster. And so the disaster occurs where the order of an ordinary day on the tube meets the disaster of the unaccountable escalation of a fairly small-scale fire. The fire grows and people, put into harm's way, die or are incredibly burnt, remembering evermore this moment as the moment that changed their outlook on life. Compensation claims go unmet or are shoddily dealt with. People are wounded all over again and while the suffering grows, those in charge on that day seek therapy. No one is actually there to deal with  one another in the moment that is relevant. There is a delay and reconciliation around a DJ's radio program many years later separates each human in a bubble of their own injury, interest, longing and impossible meeting.