April 2012
Werner Herzog’s Note To His Cleaning Lady
“You constantly revile me with your singular lack of vision. Be aware, there is an essential truth and beauty in all things. From the death throes of a speared gazelle to the damaged smile of a freeway homeless. But that does not mean…
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground
(via gaws)
I had to lift my self-imposed moratorium on TSB bashing for this one. I mean, seriously, I’ve never seen such a little poseur twat in my entire life. And to think, Dan was on to something when he started his article with “Style is about the individual.” But homeboy is on some Eddie Murphy bullshit. Individual? Right, because there’s no better way to express your individuality than by dressing yourself up as some dead white dudes who accomplished more in their lives than you ever will. Cool stuff, bro. Really cool stuff.
Sergeant Dickhead
Van Gogh Fuck Yourself
Poseur Laureate
Indiana Jones and the Fate of the Interwebz
The Future Is Unwritten