Read this:
For the English alone, but more for the mordant and devastatingly witty depiction of the impotency of self in history and the writer's soul in purgatory. The best post-911 novel I've read since Powers' Echo Maker.
The ending is a cop-out, but all endings in novels are cop-outs by necessity. Now that I'm reading better (s'funny, the timing), I remember completely how ending a novel satisfactorily - for both author and reader - is the unsolvable problem.
- But it is good politics.
- But it is good politics.
- True, though who wasn't prepared for the shit-eating?
- Bipartisanship is another word for complicity.
- This could be fun.
- Any doubt we'd be writing the same posts, if .06% truer, had McCain won?
- Your 2012 GOP Preznit nominee?
- The courageous foresight of assholes.
- The courageous compassion of assholes.
- Christers scare the bejeebus out of me.
- Your photoshop of the day.
- Obama's two constituencies.
- What if HRC signs on for State?
- What is the Real Moco?
- Sockpuppetry.
- Rules-lawyering.
- Extreme Beer. Two words: Brooklyn Pilsner.
- New Coover short story (sub rqrd, but you sub to Harpers, so no worries.)
- Meditation on Bond girls. It needs mentioning the two best Bond girls were Steed girls first.
Updates later. Or not.
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So I email good friend Dr Z, a big fan of Steely Dan, this, and he responds:
The other thing is that, besides being believable, and knowing Fagen possibly factual, it is equally funny or not funny whether you like or hate Steely Dan. It is a masterful inside joke.
Almost thirty years ago, while regularly visiting the frontal lobes with Park Mrebilic and Kark Mantarow, I listened to Steely Dan according to Park and Kark's obsessiveness, and it didn't suck.
Think of the classic Grateful Dead joke - what did the Deadheads say when the dope ran out? - and substitute Steely Dan, and true.
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Quick, get this in your head!