[T]he amount of eccentricity in a society has generally been proportional to the amount of genius, mental vigour, and moral courage which it contained. That so few now dare to be eccentric, marks the chief danger of the time.–john stuart mill, On Liberty, 1869
whoops! i’d say YOU FUCKED UP john stuart mill. sorry, i’m usually right there with you, from the nervous breakdown to angry fear of LDS, but this time you’re just wrong.
item: what if someone made quirky, world-weary adult entertainment in a direct ripoff of Wes Anderson, i.e. Gushmore, The Royal Tanenboners, The Life Erotic? wouldn’t this put emo lifestyle porn a la Diablo Cody the fuck out of business? Am i way off base here? i’m going to e-mail this to Jim Lehrer and see if newshour wants to cover it. offer an exclusive
item: the designer furniture store down the street from my office (one of approx 20 such stores within 1000 feet of my office) has a bullshit fake epigram on its window, to make people scratch their chins before plunking down a sack of blood diamonds for a eames coathook: it says “WHAT YOU MAKE IS IMPORTANT”–Fred Smoot (not his real name). today i walked by it and was like yes, WHAT MONEY YOU MAKE IS IMPORTANT GABONGGGGGGGG FUCK YOU NEW YORK CITY
That is all.
BONUS ITEM: overheard in work elevator: “it’s like ansel adams but in color”