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celebrity-driven society or a celebrity-ridden

celebrity-driven society or a celebrity-ridden society

celebrity-driven society or a celebrity-ridden

celebrity-driven society or a celebrity-ridden society

I have never read any

I have never read any of Dave Egger's writing until this evening. I do believe that I will be forced to purchase said book. This piece is just fucking amazing. He has managed to say everything I would say. What I have been saying since I first discovered journalism. Oooooh Dave I'll be your boy toy I'll write missives on your eyelids and wash your feet with my hair. [see footnote: history of foot washing ¹see insanity, ²cross index: Mary M. & Jesus C]

Okay not to get taken away...here is a small excerpt...

David, read this paragraph. It's about you:

David Kirkpatrick, a reporter for The New York Times, has worked in journalism for four years. He graduated from the University of Iowa with a degree in marketing and a minor in political science. He is divorced and has one young son, who lives with his former wife's parents in Reno, Nevada. Kirkpatrick, though, is "unhappy" at The Times, and plans to someday write for a more "fun" periodical. On weekends he can be seen wearing eyeliner and smoking clove cigarettes with the goth segment of Bed-Stuy High.

Now, David. You and I know whether there is any truth to that paragraph, but no one else does. Maybe there is some truth. Maybe none of it is true. And yet, only you and I really know for sure. But now the words have been written, published and read by tens of thousands of strangers. They are permanent. Just like that, these things are considered true, about you. If, a week from now, you write a letter to our letters section and we print it, it will do very little to alleviate the fact that most people now think you are a professionally dissatisfied Hawkeye divorcee who wears eyeliner. Similarly, we can print a correction, in small type in an obscure section of our website, and no one will see it. That is the power I've wielded, and abused.

oooh shiver, here's the whole thing & the topic at hand.

I have never read any

I have never read any of Dave Egger's writing until this evening. I do believe that I will be forced to purchase said book. This piece is just fucking amazing. He has managed to say everything I would say. What I have been saying since I first discovered journalism. Oooooh Dave I'll be your boy toy I'll write missives on your eyelids and wash your feet with my hair. [see footnote: history of foot washing ¹see insanity, ²cross index: Mary M. & Jesus C]

Okay not to get taken away...here is a small excerpt...

David, read this paragraph. It's about you:

David Kirkpatrick, a reporter for The New York Times, has worked in journalism for four years. He graduated from the University of Iowa with a degree in marketing and a minor in political science. He is divorced and has one young son, who lives with his former wife's parents in Reno, Nevada. Kirkpatrick, though, is "unhappy" at The Times, and plans to someday write for a more "fun" periodical. On weekends he can be seen wearing eyeliner and smoking clove cigarettes with the goth segment of Bed-Stuy High.

Now, David. You and I know whether there is any truth to that paragraph, but no one else does. Maybe there is some truth. Maybe none of it is true. And yet, only you and I really know for sure. But now the words have been written, published and read by tens of thousands of strangers. They are permanent. Just like that, these things are considered true, about you. If, a week from now, you write a letter to our letters section and we print it, it will do very little to alleviate the fact that most people now think you are a professionally dissatisfied Hawkeye divorcee who wears eyeliner. Similarly, we can print a correction, in small type in an obscure section of our website, and no one will see it. That is the power I've wielded, and abused.

oooh shiver, here's the whole thing & the topic at hand.

SEC run by fools: pictures

SEC run by fools: pictures at 11 (snicker, snicker)

SEC run by fools: pictures

SEC run by fools: pictures at 11 (snicker, snicker)

Killer Bean 2: The Party

Killer Bean 2: The Party & The Slap

Killer Bean 2: The Party

Killer Bean 2: The Party & The Slap

and still the rain continues

and still the rain continues to come down...this final little nugget goes into the archive. written on the corner of sepulveda and national in los angeles on march 9, 1995...i can already see the future in this piece...the sundering of a child's bones, etc...

untitled

the pathetic squandering of children
as though they were replaceable
each smile a barb in the moon
hovering horns above the sea

synthetic skin with soft too round bellies
floating white beneath her luminous gesture
every phrase a killing field
each smile a tug at time
as though irreplaceable for her

and still the rain continues

and still the rain continues to come down...this final little nugget goes into the archive. written on the corner of sepulveda and national in los angeles on march 9, 1995...i can already see the future in this piece...the sundering of a child's bones, etc...

untitled

the pathetic squandering of children
as though they were replaceable
each smile a barb in the moon
hovering horns above the sea

synthetic skin with soft too round bellies
floating white beneath her luminous gesture
every phrase a killing field
each smile a tug at time
as though irreplaceable for her