Monday, September 27, 2004
the queen is dead, again.
oh, great. more stuff. from this. handsome. devil. in. spain.
best line of the week, from my homie and indie-rock Morrissey, Jamie Stewart of Xiu Xiu:
if you can't touch your legs because you dont have any i will be sexually attracted to you
(sometimes, watching the sunlight drizzle across warm waves is what i call an education.)
two novels/novellas i recently read that reminded me of why i want to teach this shit to begin with:
Herman Melville's Bartleby and Don DeLillo's Cosmopolis. one is a fascinating parable of an unorthodox dude who loves work, yet refuses to do anything his boss asks him to do. one of the most interesting characters of American literature, i'd say. certainly one of the strangest. the other book deals with America on multiple levels: musical, architectural, social and economic. i wasn't too hip to DeLillo's black noise due to the fact that i was supposed to read Libra for class and didnt and it sorta left a sour taste in my mouth (something about weak teachers and the books they assign that makes me never want to read them, ever). but, after reading the tiny genius that is Cosmopolis, i'm down for what DeLillo gots to pontificate. i think it was Camus who said something to the extent of "Americans are the only writers who think they dont have to be philosophers". well, DeLillo ain't down with that for he's as philosophical as a Yale grad student with black-rimmed glasses wearing a shirt with a picture of Immanuel Kant that reads: "you didn't love him enough".
or maybe it was a dream.
