Careening Over the Highway in My Lightweight Japanese Death Star

In my new car's console I've a GbV rune and a WFMU woof-moo bumpersticker but haven't me-branded the car yet, I think about it then decide no

This reflects no changed feelings towards GbV or WFMU, both continue to get monthly donations, clang clang ho

Doesn't reflect fear of jinxing the new car, I've jinxed this car because I don't want to drive a spaceship and I'll never find as basic a new car again, I like it, just run and play music

What percentage of humans who saw the GbV rune and woof-moo stickers (and muted trumpet and osprey wings stickers) on my dead subaru's ass (a) knew what they represented then (b) felt that sad tiny tribal tingle?

The new car a silver car and the black and white GbV rune and WFMU woof-moo bumpersticker, if and when I apply them, won't pop against the silver versus the dead black, this might have small impact on my delay, today in me and my complicity

If I had some place to move the stuff to I'd love to get everything I've accumulated at work and empty myself of the building but for the forty hours, one of inity things typed but classified, forbidden to be posted here, nine-tenths of what I type now

Why individualize my new car when I won't individualize this shitty blog the way I want despite the hundreds of hours a year I waste not individualizing this shitty blog

The new silver car is a sedan, I've a trunk, after a month I haven't used it for useless storage yet, the thing I find in a new car that I had to have left there at least six months ago makes the new car old not the muddy floor mats after a hike in the rain

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David Graeber's possible worlds

Notes on Losing: US in Afghanistan

Loopholes for kleptocrats

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Casablanca for conservatives

The state of elite academia

Democrats' reliance on false narratives

Doomed to succeed, or: Downsizing Subjectivity

Rise of intangible capitalism

Maggie's weekly links

Polemic against the empathy racket

{ feuilleton}'s weekend links

"As is the case with most serious weirdos, the details of Barthelme’s life have always provided readers with ample opportunity to misinterpret his work."

Ordered Books of Jacob last night!

I vouch for both *Drive Your Plow* and *Flights*

Proust's Panmnemonicon

When Roxy Music covered Neil Young

BUMPER STICKER

Rebecca Wolff

Careening over the

highway in

my lightweight

Japanese

Death Star

buffeted by the great and powerful

winds

 

icy winds

of winter warming

cold air with hot air

under it

 

accordion pleats

of natural disaster

my disaster

 

in the past if you were to say to me

 

or to rage at me

in a poem

about America I would charge you

a great failure

 

to even use the word. It is

banality

this land is suffering because poets—

 

their great cohort—

 

 

I look twice

to save lives.