A poet’s purified truth can cause no pain, no offense. True art is above false honor.” — Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire Some time ago, I wrote about self-help and its factually erroneous, radically conservative, and dangerously counteractive cosmovision. In the piece in question, I contrasted the emotional shallowness and blind practicality of self-help (which relies on not […]Read more "“This band saves lives”"
Presenting homosexuality as an enemy of “Western society” and a factor in the doom of empires is historically inaccurate and laughable conspiranoia. Traditionalist discourse tends to present homosexuality as some sort of insidious threat to Western society’s organic structure — One that is naturally composed by jolly, heterosexual families, whose reference tends to be accompanied by naif […]Read more "The West Is Gay"
This is one of the equally heartwarming and frustrating writing experiences in which the topic at hand is as imperative and dear to me, as it is difficult to fully discuss in a single, readable occasion. Mark Fisher’s essay collection The Ghosts of My Life is essential to understanding why our culture regurgitates itself constantly: Why our […]Read more "The texture of experience: On the tech-related difficulties of writing fiction"
About identity, mental health, and your neighborhood nazi. I’m horrified. I had a feeling that this was bound to happen. It did. Fascists are like cockroaches in a 19th-century house with a chronic leakage problem: You step on three, and when you lift your sight, you find twenty or thirty around you, laying on their […]Read more "Taking Email Advice from a Nazi Enabler"
Shamefully often, while working on a piece, I’ve stopped myself mid-way, and erased a couple hours worth of polished paragraphs, to welcome, once again, the empty page and the few days of erratic wandering through family libraries that the desire to write something really ambitious brings along. These brisk interruptions and discardings tend to come […]Read more "My Strange Romance with the Self-Help Movement"
The possibility of Fully Automated Luxury Gay Space Communism is not only palpable but also pretty exciting. It’s the 30h of July of 2018, as you might have read above. I’m currently sitting in my dining room, all alone, in the silent company of my obese cat, and other progressive clichés. I’ve got a confession to make: […]Read more "I’m actually excited about Space Gay Communism"
Particularly when the topic I’ll be treating directly involves my behaviour, it’s really hard for me to remove myself from my writing. I’ll apologize for sticking my unsavory figure into this topic too. I’ve been aiming to write at least three posts a week, which is a recommended volume of material, or as it is […]Read more "On “content creation” and how a tool I didn’t believe in saved my blog! [DOWNLOAD MY E-BOOK, IT’S GETTING ME THROUGH TAX-FUNDED COLLEGE!]"