What is Hollywood, you ask, dear children? A quorum of whores babbling endlessly on about fucking while the bordello is razed for a penny arcade -- Paul Bern

Sunday, October 31, 2010


...our most important spy.
Wounded in the line of duty,
parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties,
urging Fidel Castro to abandon fields and castles.
Leave it all and like a man,
come back to nothing special,
such as waiting rooms and ticket lines,
silver bullet suicides,
and messianic ocean tides,
and racial roller-coaster rides
and other forms of boredom advertised as poetry.
I know you need your sleep now,
I know your life's been hard.
But many men are falling,
where you promised to stand guard.

Let me see if I have this right:

Two very entertaining gringo television "demagogues" make a very unpostmodern plea for sincerity and civility on the eve of a depressing election, and lead the crowd in a rather threadbare Woodstock of Mortification, and this whole program is branded as a sanity restoration...?

They don't call it Comedy Central for nothing.

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