Another author with spies in his past.
“Where is there any evidence that Faulkner felt remotely guilty about his enjoyment?”
The Germany no one told us about in school.
“The whiskey on your breath / Could make a small boy dizzy…”(via Maud)
This seems like a tame version of weird.
Further proof that, contra Anne Frank, people are essentially lazy at heart.
New evolution-only journal (subscribers only, my apologies). First issue in September, apparently.
“What more appropriate image for the art of criticism: the tightly closed fist, the open and relaxed hand?”
Comics are increasingly popular (or so we’re told every few years). Why?
The survival of poetry, especially if written before the invention of print, has often been a matter of luck or accident.
Americans do understand irony, as Simon Pegg points out; we just use a special inflection to indicate we’re using it so as not to be rude to the obtuse. Assuming we aren’t trying to be rude to the obtuse, that is.