Friday, September 30, 2005

Borders - Feature - Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto

Borders has excerpted the most important part of Chuck Klosterman's book, Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs, on their website.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

In Re: Ty Willingham:

The Rock 9/26:

"As Stephen A. Smith said (and I paraphrase:) 'I wish someone would disrespect me by paying me 12-million dollars for three years work.'"
From the Oct. 3 Observer column "The Eight Day Week":
September is the new August! Or so it would seem, as every frilly girl or fruity boy is insisting on continuing to wear flip-flops and tank tops and flaunting their tattoos, which often just look like some toddler puked on their ankle--look, folks, this isn't Miami, grow up and be a New Yorker, or move the hell out. We've had enough of your sunny, brainless disposition--New York is for dark, angry people, O.K.?! When was the last time you saw Patti Smith in flip-flops, for god's sake!
On Gore Vidal

Duncan Fallowell writing in Prospect (UK):
In fact, if you believe his autobiography, not much has happened to him since he fell in love with a schoolmate at the age of 16. The adored one was exceptionally beautiful but killed, alas, in the second world war. Vidal, on his own admission, never again knew love. Instead he had gone to parties in the evenings and during the days has sat at a typewriter getting his own back on reality or on Norman Mailer or Truman Capote or whoever the enemy of the moment might be. Since he has never known love as an adult, he cannot exist without an enemy.