Have to write a paper on the difference between “jerk”, “asshole” and “douchebag”. Is graduate school a joke?
edit: This is kind of fun, though.
“Frank’s bio prompts us to to ask ourselves why we seem to require of our art an ironic distance from deep convictions or desperate questions, so that contemporary writers have either to make jokes of them or else try to work them in under cover of some formal trick like intertextual quotation or incongruous juxtaposition, sticking the really urgent stuff inside asterisks as part of some multivalent defamiliarization flourish or some shit. Our intelligentsia distrust strong belief, open conviction. Material passion is one thing, but ideological passion disgusts us on some deep level.” —David Foster Wallace, Joseph Frank’s Dostoevsky (via stickyembraces)