The Past Was So Past

I Believe In The Absolute And Unlimited Liberty Of Reading. I Believe In Wandering Through The Stacks And Picking Out The First Thing That Strikes Me. I Believe In Choosing Books Based On The Dust Jacket.

Cool Is Spent. Cool Is Empty. Cool Is Ex Post Facto. When Advertisers And Pundits Hoard A Word, You Know It's Time To Retire From It. To Move On. I Want To Suggest, Therefore, That We Begin To Avoid Cool Now. Cool Is A Trick To Get You To Buy Garments Made By Sweatshop Laborers In Third World Countries. Cool Is The Triumph Of The Will. Cool Enables You To Step Over Bodies. Cool Enables You To Look The Other Way. Cool Makes You Functional, Eager For Routine Distraction, Passive, Doped, Stupid.

People Tend To Be Scared Of What They Can't See.

Sadness Is Simply Something To Be Treated With Antidepressant Meds And Otherwise Need Not Be Spoken Of.

Capitalism, In The Realm Of Sexuality, I Figure, Thinks That We Behave In Specific Ways, Like A Breast Is Always Going To Produce A Hard-on For Some Product, Whereas The Truth Is That Sexuality Is Always A Continuum, Which Can Be Characterized By Reversals.