Ecce Spam

Spam: I do not like it in a box, I do not like it with an ox. I do not like it in the air, I do not like it anywhere. Not even when it comes from Knits G. Bacchanal at matter-of-life-and-death.com, Largess O. Sperm at maskofthedemon.com, Fizzle H. Entrench at prim-and-proper.com, or Loudliest O. Bespeak from jesus-h-christ.com.

I don’t like it even when it bons it mots.

Damn Spam

  • The more minimal the art, the more maximum the explanation.
  • What a man knows at fifty that he did not know at twenty is for the most part incommunicable.
  • The only good luck many great men ever had was being born with the ability and determination to overcome bad luck.
  • Every man loves what he is good at.
  • The cosmos is about the smallest hole that a man can hide his head in.
  • Lifestyles and sex roles are passed from parents to children as inexorably as blue eyes or small feet.
  • A critic is a legless man who teaches running.
  • Bed is the poor man’s opera.
  • I would much rather have men ask why I have no statue than why I have one.
  • Power is my mistress. I have worked too hard at her conquest to allow anyone to take her away from me.
  • He has conferred on the practice of vacillation the aura of statesmanship.

The last is a comment by Kenneth Baker, and all of the above are quotes from crap UCE’s that came in this past Sunday. Together with this Beats-Era swinging close that calls Corso to mind:

broom
water panda.

All well and good. But stay out of my mailbox, you nasty scrofulates. We hatesssss it.

About Linus

The man behind the curtain. But couldn't we get a nicer curtain?
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