“can i borrow it?”
“yea, you can borrow it.”
this was the only question i publicly asked last year-sadly, it was a promise unfulfilled. but where the man slips, the library follows through. i only asked because frey decided to do a limited press on this one (with good reason). i’m glad i finally got my hands on it, as it truly is a good book. i never got past numbers in the bible bible, but i can see enough of the parallels to that collection of stories to recognize the amount of research and effort that was put into this work. as crazy as the rapture theory was last year, it (and the recent deluge of superhero movies) was indicative of exactly how desperate folks are for a saviour, and how fitting that the messiah would tell us to buck up and make the most of our lives. (oh, and he does so by fucking us sense-full):
“Kissing like we meant it, like we was in love. And he lifted me outta that chair, like I weighed nothing. And he took off my clothes. And he put me on the table. And he licked me, and sucked me, and fucked me till I couldn’t see straight. Lying right next to my drugs. He showed me how to what it felt like to feel good. He fucked me, and he loved me, and when he came inside me, it fulfilled more than any person, school, church, book, or God had in my life.” (223-4)
it would be easy to dismiss this as blasphemy, or focus on the racy bits, but i hope that folks pay attention to the message. werd.
oh, and this continues the string of looking like i’m reading religious texts on the subway. it also kind of freaked out my date last night-but we had a great conversation about it.