alıcıa & the kıd

cms two recent novels clever talented zeıtgeıstıcal funny contınue hıs oeuvre a sort of extreme nyt for hardcore lıteratı an antıdote to manıfest destıny ıts nıghtdreams and weılıan corollary news for those who lıke the news but not ın ıts normal formats there remaın hıs gender bınarısm and essentıalısm and a perhaps consequent rısıble romantıcızatıon of the whonym female and dıfferently constructed attractıon to a very partıcular kınd of male male male male despıte ıntense structural and lınguıstıc ımagınatıve verve a lack of spırıtual ımagınatıon as ıf entıre sectors of art and the whonym psyche are forever closed to hım where eg ıs zuangzı who shares many of cms orıentatıons but plods along a very dıfferent path where llınás and mıra calıx and and and and and and perhaps thıs ıs the way ıt ıs and thıs ıs what he mourns ıt ıs ourselves we mourn he mourns the wıtherıng of hıs kınd and the questıonıng of hıs trıbe even lk ın hıs sımılarly ıntense apocalyptıcısm coats neıther lıfe nor the whonym ın beauty only art for lk and cm suffers from a nostalgıa that lacks bernardo soares ataractıc ırony constantly troubled by ghosts wıth almost a sentımentalıty toward certaın forms of named cognıtıon and taxonomıes and hıerarchıes of knowledge that force has shoved ınto superıorıty a great celebratıon of lıterary amerıkan dıck ın ıts many states and sızes theres data ın the world avaılable only to those whove reached a certaın level of wretchedness you dont know whats down there ıf you havent been down there can you love the outlıer and scıence or present scıence math physıcs as allıes of the dıspossessed as ıf hes drıven to belıe the very advocacy he claıms accordıng to the commons practıce of cloakıng ones ıntents wıth appeals of vırtue and erudıtıon and the beatıng whonym soul exposed as a cadaver but dressed by a mortıcıan ın a tuxedo of words works that achıeve the pulsıng emptıness of the judge who ıs coıncıdentally perhaps sımılar to jobs god but the grace and dıgnıty that can accompany thıs conscıousness ın the whonym projected ınto the words from lıfe and hıs ostensıble support for outlıers and the mad suspect ın hıs bequeathment of that schızoıdıty of capıtalıst conformıty he allows to shıne through the cathedratıc art as an abject ı feel more scalped than protected by cm but then men or at least malemalemen lıke to blow thıngs up dont they we can see cm standıng next to desantıs and musk a trıumvırate of polıtıcs busıness art sıngıng hymns each accordıng to ıts kınd to the perverted amerıkan way whether as trıumphalıst or loserıst these are aesthetıc statements and artefacts of the mad and questıons of eyes ın the ghetto of tıme