Obsessed about a new kind of writing, something more interesting, and immediate, than what’s happening in social media or anywhere else, certainly books—and it was seen in the thrim and shimmer of the lightrays and lush at a disco loft party last night. There for a second, a mirrored moment alone, when my ancient idea of “instant writing” was haunting me hard, some of it came out quickly in great natural clarity—it was strong, vernal, and maybe the only way out that was reasonably possible.
Because look: I’ve created a mountain range of backed-up work in journals and files and piles of pocket notebooks all to transcribe, and there’s simply no way to gather it en masse together and organize it without stopping, and time, and meanwhile more—the ideas keep gushing forth in their fast-flowing froth and I know that the most likely way of finishing these big legends and books is maybe to write them all out in realtime just as they happen, and instantly with fast strokes & brushthought life is transmuted to word.
Treasure Island, Florida and its environs is one of the best hotbeds of mid-century modern architecture in America—right on the Gulf of Mexico, about a mile from Jack Kerouac’s last home, was an example of every major architectural style and trend from America’s high point.
I’ve been making some trips down there to document what’s left, and I’ve become happily surprised by something else: there’s new interest and hope in historic preservation. Now that mid-century modern is so hot, this might be a very good year for the city.
Control the medium and you control what’s possible on it. Language is the medium of thought. So the way to curtail thought is to take away the tools that make it possible — ban words and phrases, change their meanings, outlaw certain expressions … and suddenly whole ideas are forbidden, if not impossible.
Today the so-called “literary” press is among the worst of the politically-correct controllers. That’s why contemporary literature is so weak and useless — it has no cultural cachet, the novel and poetry have almost no presence or power in public life. “Literary” is a synonym for weak-minded, academic PC junk that isn’t worth your time.
I won’t support them, and in return they won’t support me, either — Circuits of the Wind isn’t simplistic enough for them, they hate a lot of words and ideas in the book, and they sure don’t like white males — dead or alive.
So I was honored to be a part of Loren Feldman’s documentary film Silenced: Our War on Free Speech, produced by Mike Cernovich. It’s exactly about that. And a lot of us aren’t shutting up about it anymore.
The DJT era is going to be one of tremendous, radical change, a bold return to that far-flung America that existed before the counterculture, when this country was not only the greatest manufacturing and industrial power in the world, but also the producer of great art and culture.