Well, something is deadening euphony…

by evanmcmurry

Just missed getting the last seat in the coffee shop to a man reading MICHAEL MOTHERFUCKING CRICHTON. I’m gonna go ask if he’s writing a PhD on the bestseller as postmodern textual performance mimetic of the deadening aesthetic that occurs when virtual environments and late capitalism deplete standards of euphony in narrative fiction. And if he’s not I’m gonna hit him.