“Indignation”
“Retelling my own story to myself round the clock, in a clockless world, lurking disembodied in this memory grotto, I feel as though I have been at it for a million years”
(Philip Roth)
about your on/off relationship. NO ONE GIVES ANY SHITS. If it doesn’t work out the first 12 times, there’s a pretty good chance it’s not going to work out the 13th time. If you’re not willing to end it for good, at LEAST keep it off your social…
Ah yes. A case of “double wank and shit chips”, hmm?
this is so beautiful!
Kate Moss in custom John Galliano
Kate Moss in a wedding dress. Beautiful.
Amazing dress.
A dress designed by a nazi sympathiser who is on record stating that gassing jews is a good thing. There is nothing beautiful about this. Why are we not appalled?
Belletristic novelists…Coover#5
“you go to the gym, run on the beach. You buy the handbag, the loafers, the lifestyle. You pose with the handbag, the glasses, as she did, in the photo that she did, that he took, and you saw, and he read, and he reviewed in her place for his set. And ride home crying. Crying on your handbag and loafers and loneliness. Crying, all the way, into your camera, and the photo. Of yourself. That you will post. Later. For all to see. Is it not like this? Like this. All the stuff. All the kit. And nothing there. The bodybuilder who is dying of osteoporosis?”
is the new Burzum record really that good?
I kind of want to listen to it…but…
Varg is kind of um…a neo-Nazi isn’t he? I’ve never been clear on that.
Nazis - neo or retro - never good.
Books are no more threatened by Kindle than stairs by elevators.
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Stephen Fry (via michaeltalbot) (via brideofgob) I don’t know if I believe this. I do take some comfort that Stephen Fry might believe this but, the BOOKSTORE, is an entirely different Kindle matter. (via jennhoney) |
When I was a kid, I thought music could bring people together and change the world, objectively, for the good.
When I grew up, I realized the world was deaf.
Boy, how fucking true.
On the way home tonight, on the bus, someone’s mobile phone sounded. For the next 20 minutes, the woman behind me decided she would repeatedly sing the tune of the ringtone. Oh what a treat. If only for pandemic deafness.
When Alice Ozma was in 4th grade, she and her father decided to see if he could read aloud to her for 100 consecutive nights. On the hundreth night, they shared pancakes to celebrate, but it soon became evident that neither wanted to let go of their storytelling ritual. So they decided to continue what they called “The Streak.” Alice’s father read aloud to her every night without fail until the day she left for college.
Alice approaches her book as a series of vignettes about her relationship with her father and the life lessons learned from the books he read to her.
Books included in the Streak were: Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, the Oz books by L. Frank Baum, Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll, and Shakespeare’s plays.
An interesting ratio: number of people posting on Tumblr posing with books/advocating themselves as readers/ “nerds” (I am not sure what that means beyond “cool”) versus number of people who actually read books. I would estimate that number of people in cohort (a) outnumbers people in cohort (b) by quite a substantial number.
