Things I learned from the Republican national convention ( Read more... )

I recently ordered "Sunshine" on demand, and I want 90 minutes of my life back. The movie is basically an episode of "The Real World" in space, in which several epicene 24-year-olds prance around a metallic soundstage until they are all felled tragically in the prime of youth. Ostensibly on a mission to revive the prematurely dying sun (scientists ( Read more... )

"That was an original pressing! For fuck's sake!"

"Human kind cannot bear too much reality ( Read more... )

At the Mexican empanada place where Ana and I sometimes eat, there's a certain woman behind the counter who is always bitchy toward us, and we're pretty sure it's because she doesn't like seeing one of her own consorting with a gringo. I used to catch the same shit from the head of the student Filipino association back at Oberlin, who regarded me ( Read more... )

L.A. is more confusing now than anywhere I've ever been to / I'm from New York City

-- Sonic Youth

-- So people are just time fillers to you?

-- I wouldn't say that. Other people can borrow my time too.

-- And tonight? Are you borrowing me, or am I borrowing you?

-- No difference.

(From the Wong Kar Wai film "2046.")

My epitaph: "All dressed up with nowhere to go."

"Sex without love is an empty experience, but as empty experiences go, it's one of the best." -- Woody Allen

"The spectacle cannot be abstractly contrasted to concrete social activity. Each side of such a duality is itself divided. The spectacle that falsifies reality is nevertheless a real product of that reality. Conversely, real life is materially invaded by the contemplation of the spectacle, and ends up absorbing it and aligning itself with it. ( Read more... )