I reached this passage in Bleeding Edge, Thomas Pynchon’s new novel: “These are Wahhabists. They’re pretending [destroying Buddha statues is] spiritual, but it’s political, like they can’t deal with having any competition around.”… Continue reading
When you watch Scooby-Doo, one thing’s for certain: the monster is not real. It’s never a monster. The monster ends up being somebody — usually old, always hiding in plain sight — seeking… Continue reading
That, then, which every soul pursues and for its sake does all that it does, with an intuition of its reality, but yet baffled and unable to apprehend its nature adequately, or to… Continue reading
D.B. asked me what I thought about all this stuff I just finished telling you about. I didn’t know what the hell to say. If you want to know the truth, I don’t… Continue reading
A delightful, if short, conversation with James Flanigan and Conor Flanigan about the legal and ethical ramifications of L’Etranger by Albert Camus. Read the post and watch the video here.
Rust Cohle has a cross up in his room. He tells his partner, Hart, that this is merely in order to perform a meditation exercise, in which he endures the thought of all… Continue reading
Dear readers, As you know, it’s Thursday, the day we read your letters. Today I was fortunate enough to receive the following comment on my ancient post “On Feminism and I Blame The… Continue reading