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Books published by Basic Books are available at special discounts for bulk purchases in the United States by corporations, institutions, and other organizations. Designed by Trish Wilkinson Set in Consists of articles and essays mainly written between and ISBN alk. NU86 '. We live in the wreckage of a century I lived through the second half of, a century of false messiahs, twisted ideologies, shipwrecked hopes, pathetic answers.
This is a modest and extremely unrealistic project. If many of the works and artists examined in these pages heighten a tonic sense of life, more often they have instilled an acute and not entirely uncomfortable reminder of my own mortality, the ephemeral nature of consciousness, and represent the struggle of individuals to wrest from their brief time of existence something of value.
Gary Indiana May text. T xi text. Where or how, nobody knows any longer. But the fact remains. War of crimes and insults, of hate-filled eyes, of thoughts exploding from skulls. Each second, as it rolls on, it uproots all things in its path, reduces them to dust. It strikes indiscriminately with its bristling array of hooks, claws, beaks. Nobody will survive unscathed. Nobody will be spared. That is what war is: the eye of truth. The bits of biography that emerge in scattered fashion from her interviews are carefully circumscribed, illuminating in a general way, withholding in another way.
It seems to issue from an angrily saturnine clarity about how things go wrong between people, how affection subtly modulates into rage, how the brightest moment can turn to shit on a dime.