Thoughts on an empty space
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
Wake up fool there’s no time for a shouting match. That’s the next line after the headline of this post as it sits in Mike Doughty’s sublime anti-war tune Fort Hood. Embedded above is the newly released video for that sweet, sorrowful, hopeful song. It’s up on Youtube and it should be shared. But why sit here and read my words on it when the author of the tune sums it up so well:
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