Wednesday, March 02, 2005
afterfuture
Simon Reynolds on M.I.A. makes so much sense my mother called me to tell me my head hurt really bad. His idea of pop musicians as dissertations should be taught at Yale next to that kid who only reads Derrida to make him think of the past (and he laughs and laughs and laughs).
yee-haw.
so, my friend who works at the state Capitol told me Bush wrote the Secretary of State a letter and his handwriting looks like chickens overtook his hands for five minutes poked lasers in his brain (the 2% that works) and wrote it for him. No wonder he likes Tom Wolfe.
gross and stuff.
