For the record: I think Fergie is really dumb.
I’m not saying I’m able to work consistently out of this premise, but it seems like the big distinction between good art and so-so art lies somewhere in the art’s heart’s purpose, the agenda and the consciousness behind the text. It’s got something to do with love. With having the discipline to talk out of a part of yourself that love can instead of the part that just wants to be loved. I know this doesn’t sound hip at all. I don’t know. But it seems like one of the things that the really great writers do... is ‘give’ the reader something...What’s poisonous about the cultural environment today is that it makes this so scary to carry out. Really good work probably comes from a willingness to disclose yourself, open yourself up in spiritual and emotional ways that risk making you really feel something. To be willing to sort of die in order to move the reader, somehow. And the effort to actually do it, not just talk about it, requires a kind of courage that I don’t seem to have yet. - David Foster Wallace.
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"Seems like the the only kind of job an American can get these days is committing suicide in some way."
- Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions
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