Michael Robbins: Equipment for Living
My big face is pleased to announce that I am working on a book of criticism to be published by Simon & Schuster & tentatively titled Equipment for Living: On Poetry & Pop. (I stole the title from Kenneth Burke’s essay “Literature as Equipment for Living.”)
This amazing, restorative, soothing,…
I am going to read this.
In Russia, among the people I knew, at least, one either smiled or not. Here I found a peculiar kind of smile that was not a smile. It would flash up into a lifeless flame and forthwith go out again, leaving the face cold and stiff. “They laugh with their teeth only,” I would say to myself.
One is lead to the suspicion that [telepathy] is the original, archaic method of communication between individuals and that in the course of phylogenetic evolution it has been replaced by the better method of giving information with the help of signals which are picked up by the sense organs.
Joystick-controlled hot tub boat.
I know what you’re all thinking: FINALLY.
If I had to drown, I’d choose to drown in this thing.
