Comments on: in which an inexplicable 5 am meltdown, the b. makes her a cup of thai coconut tea and she takes two tylenol and sleeps until one, and still doesn’t post anything or return calls. http://theunreliablenarrator.net/2008/05/25/postless/ "bringing you all the news that's fit to mistrust" Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:12:56 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0 by: flip http://theunreliablenarrator.net/2008/05/25/postless/#comment-30962 Thu, 29 May 2008 13:31:46 +0000 http://theunreliablenarrator.net/2008/05/25/postless/#comment-30962 "The parapet, the wire, and the mud," Tomlinson posited in 1935, are now "permanent features of human existence." Which is to say that anxiety without end, without purpose, without reward, and without meaning is woven into the fabric of contemporary life. —Paul Fussell, THE GREAT WAR AND MODERN MEMORY [<em>Ed</em>: Girlfriend, I <em>live</em> to edit reader comments; don't you worry your pretty head about duplicates. Paul Fussell says so eloquently and with historical reference to "modern" trench warfare what the Brujo says more bluntly, usually in our front yard from suburban hell as we disbelievingly survey the SUVs and eternally blazing porch lights: This shit is <em>wack.</em>] “The parapet, the wire, and the mud,” Tomlinson posited in 1935, are now “permanent features of human existence.” Which is to say that anxiety without end, without purpose, without reward, and without meaning is woven into the fabric of contemporary life. —Paul Fussell, THE GREAT WAR AND MODERN MEMORY

[Ed: Girlfriend, I live to edit reader comments; don’t you worry your pretty head about duplicates. Paul Fussell says so eloquently and with historical reference to “modern” trench warfare what the Brujo says more bluntly, usually in our front yard from suburban hell as we disbelievingly survey the SUVs and eternally blazing porch lights: This shit is wack.]

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