Stories Are The Reproductive Organs

My Own View Is That Violence Is A Part Of Classical Haida Literature - And Of Every Mythology Everywhere, So Far As I Can Tell - Because It's Part Of Life Itself. In The World Of The Hamburger Stand And The Supermarket, Or The Vegan Café And The Ashram, You Might Try To Tell Yourself It's Possible To Be Nonviolent. In A Hunting And Gathering Society, Violence Is More Difficult To Hide.

We're Into The Era Of Desktop Bureaucracy, Where People Sit At Computers Building Websites And Analyzing Data Rather Than Listening Or Reading.

A Lot Of Poems Seem, In Some Sense, To Pull The Outside World Into The Interior. They Aren't Perhaps Emotion Recollected In Tranquillity But Perception Recollected In Interiority.

If Language Is Lost, Humanity Is Lost. If Writing Is Lost, Certain Kinds Of Civilization And Society Are Lost, But Many Other Kinds Remain - And There Is No Reason To Think That Those Alternatives Are Inferior.

In The Nineteenth Century, Which Was A Dark And Inflationary Age In Typography, Man Compositors Were Encouraged To Stuff Extra Space Between Sentences. Generations Of Twentieth-century Typists Were Then Taught To Do The Same, By Hitting The Spacebar Twice After Every Period. Your Typing As Well As Your Typesetting Will Benefit From Unlearning This Quaint Victorian Habit.