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Ripoffs
So, turns out that horrific scene in Trainspotting in which Ewan McGregor drops his heroin suppository into the disgustingly backed up toilet of a bar and proceeds to fish out head first is totally a ripoff of a similar horrific episode of Gravity’s Rainbow! Truth is, I’m not sure exactly what is going in the section in question (every time I feel like I’m getting a hang of this insane book, Pynchon shoves a wrench up my butt), but I am definite that a character goes on a kind of magical mystery tour of the septic system in search of a brass harmonica hes accidentally dropped and also to escape an anal raping. GR’s scene is epically more graphic and disgusting. Check . it . out .
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For those readers who don’t know me personally, this is probably most representative of my personal style.
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I am afraid of Military Coups
Between what happened in Honduras last week and the terrifying history of the Spanish Civil War that I am reading, I have spent most of the day thinking about how afraid I am of the military. I am unsure of the realistic possibility of such an occurance in the United States, for a variety of factors - including vast territiorial size, vast populations size, and relative smallness of the standing army. But think about it: the military is a self contained organization that is composed of unelected people who do not work but rely totally on the rest of the people to provide for them. They serve important roles but also are in charge of all of our nations weaponry and might. If the president became wholly unpopular with the military establishment, from the top down, and the joint cheifs of staff decided to command the troops against the executive branch, how could we stop them? There would be no way.
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My accessories are generally in the three categories: people, hearts and food. Fake food is the best! I could wear this hamburger bag, designed by Hannah Havana, with my egg ring and sushi earrings. Also did you know that bacon is so hot right now?
This tumblr will prove your point, for example:
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“Hey, can you grab me a tofu dog? I’m kind of busy live-blogging this picnic.”
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The Vampire. 1893–94. Edvard Munch.
Vampires came up when I was reading something about decomposition. Turns out, lots of the classic vampire folklore stems from misunderstanding of the nature of decomposition of interred bodies.
I like her blood-red hair.
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On the racial stress test, I’d put [Martha’s] Vineyard at Canadian
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Its an entire instruction manual on how to make a shoe - written in verse! Included on every other page are these really pleasant hand-drawn illustrations.
I’d like to think this was written as a metaphorical manual to approaching life in 1882 (!), as there are some crossover gems:
To work now by our measure marked
Will be our constant aim;
A pattern must be cut -
To start with that is plain.
I found it while messing arounds with the googles, trying to find out what the overhanging rim of the sole of a shoe is called. If anyone knows the answer to that, please let me know.
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Lee Ranaldo, the man, as a younger man in 1993. No gray hair! wowee zowee! My, how the seasons circle sideways out of turn! Ok, enough song referencing.
Lee is also to thank for “Mote,” one of my favorites.
I bring this up because Sonic Youth sounded great promoting their new album on the Jimmy Fallon show tonight.
If I could arrange a concert of my dreams, it would be Sonic Youth and Pavement. In 1997.
Mark Ibold gets props for rocking the double-band membership awesomeness.
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