We’ll be the last ones left who can utter word, philosophy. Who will have some sense of what it might have meant.


The Goldilocks zone of stupidity. Intelligent enough to know your stupidity. Not intelligent enough to do anything about it.


How dead are we? How dead must we become? To what depths of death must we sink?


Do the paragrads have legends of a stupid messiah? Of a stupid Indian messiah? Who come from the suburbs of Southall? Do you think you’ll fit the bill, Shiva?


God made the world from disgusting things. He couldn’t help it.


Nihilism in broad daylight. Nihilism as broad daylight. The orderable. The manageable. The deployable. The calculable.


What’s the opposite of MENSA?


We’re where Livia wanted us – on the inside. Fucking shit up.

You don’t change the system, motherfucker. The system changes you.