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jan 24th, 2025 - jan 31st, 2025

1/24/25

Had a dream last night that I went to jail but I wasn’t sure why I had gone to jail and I hadn’t remembered that there needed to be a reason a person was in jail before I realized that I didn’t know what my reason for being in jail was. I called my mother eventually and asked as coyly as I could, “I um, well, I’m in jail.” And she said, “After what happened to that man in Tennessee, I can see why.”

There is a real revolutionary potential in reading. If power amplifies itself by breeding ressentiment against itself, and the mechanisms of power now are in place to keep individuals as reliant upon power for their little dopamine fascades of pleasure, then certainly sitting down and falling headfirst into a book for hours every day represents a piercing act of spiritual, subjective revolt against the powers of the attention economy.