Monday, February 20, 2006

Paths of Shit

The text continues, largely in fits and starts, a rivulet here and the next morning a surge through 30 pages. Its absurdity is both its engine and its obstacle. I suppose I should savor it more, but I was hoping for more digressions and less over-the-top ridicule of nearly every insitution in the post-war world. Bulatovic apparently didn't care much for restraint as peasant women give head to mules, diplomats sodomize refugees, and GIs are looking only for love and cover their heads in shame in the presence of defeat or ideology.


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