(Note: This post was not a reaction to Kevin’s post from yesterday, but works in tandem with it, I think. Although it’s safe to say that we each draw very different conclusions.) I am not enjoying Infinite Jest. Don’t get me wrong — I’m not going to quit. I’m going to read the whole thing [...]
Before I dive into the main body of this post, there are a few notes I should get out of the way. Firstly, I realize that the topic I’m to write about — suicide in IJ — is a little unseemly in light of David Foster Wallace’s own departure from this plane of existence just [...]
This post subsidized by Kellogg’s.26 Everyone knows that Sunday evening feeling.27 The pit in your stomach that grows and grows while you watch crappy TV shows that you’re not really watching because school is tomorrow and you have. Not. Done. Your. Homework. Those who read my post last week (“Not the best student“) will not [...]
The figure of Death (Heath) presides over the front entrance of a carnival sideshow whose spectators watch performers undergo unspeakable degradations so grotesquely compelling that the spectators’ eyes become larger and larger until the spectators themselves are transformed into gigantic eyeballs in chairs, while on the other side of the sideshow tent the figure of [...]
The Guides have begun reading, but won’t begin commentary until the 29th. This week they will use this space to introduce themselves. Feel free to do likewise, in the comments or in the forums. “He was forty, and she was twenty. Big age difference. Especially at that age. But they had a baby, and she [...]