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Read MoreWhen I was 24, I killed myself.
Read MoreFred Pollack's collection The Beautiful Losers appears to have pretenses toward a near-universal scope. This is its ambition, to representing the exacting precarity and simultaneously overwrought decadence of life in the contemporary world: class inequality, privilege, and the primacy of material power over ideological quibbles.
Read MoreAnd if we wonder why it’s so hard to apprehend God or the Big Mysteries, well, we often
don’t even see the small ones.
Read MoreNeither myself nor Fred Pollack could, at first contact, fully conceive of the nature of our year-long email exchange regarding postmodern classicism and what turns out to be its apocryphal progenitor. “I’m a bit older, and have always described myself as a Beat Classicist” he explains…
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