What I don*t get, what I really just don*t get, is Obama and Syria. Basically all I know about the conflict/tragedy/guilt reservoir of the future – whatever you want to call it – I know from the piece in the New Yorker by Dexter Filkins (http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2013/05/13/130513fa_fact_filkins): But go, check it out, it will tell you that Obama was the only one in his administration who was against intervening at an early point, and that it was far too late now because of the radicalisation of the opposition and the support from Al Qaida. This was before the gas attack, the atrocity – which changed everything, you thought. Which by itself is just showing you how very foolish is to take any moral measurement in such a conflict: Why, exactly, is it worse to kill hundreds of children in a dreadful, dreadful act, quite possibly, not entirely proven, worse than killing tens of thousands of civilians and opposition fighters in the last two years? Well, that decision being made and communicated, you would have expected Obama to, well, I don*t know, I guess follow up on his words. But what happened, and that*s what I thought of sitting under the canopy of Sou Fujumoto*s Serpentine Pavillion, what happened instead was total transparent chaos, total confusion within an activist setting. A plan without a plan. A house without a house. Humanity without humanity. Is this actually why this building, here, is such a sign of the times?