Monthly Archives: June 2018
A way out?
A: Frantz Fanon is wonderful. I’m simply repudiating Jean-Paul Sartre, who misunderstood Fanon completely. B: Yeah, but what if Sartre was not illiterate—where would your sympathies lie?
Hospitality, now and then.
Ancients extended hospitality to strangers, who might well turn out to be gods in disguise. Contemporaries treat strangers hospitably—just in case they turn out to be ordinary people.
Where does the time go?
The same place it comes from.
In and out, out and in.
Fashion is ridiculously sexualized like that.
I don’t judge harshly.
In return, I only ask for a good measure of forgiveness.
By all means, rehearse lines!
You never know when you’ll need to cut a philistine down.
Fast Food Thinking.
The best thing about these Chicken McNuggets is that they kind of taste like chicken.
It’s alright if you don’t want to settle.
The times are a great plain, with space enough for nomads of the spirit.
Art of Aphorism 
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