I saw Twitter from nearly the beginning — and cynically ignored it.* In the beginning, I may have had good reasons. At the time, I was completely offline, amassing millions of words in manuscript.
Eventually I got on @michaelstutz, but retained my ambivalence.
Something has recently changed all that — a sure, subtle change in the air, that you can feel, that means this is a time for being and creating online and sharing ideas. And the way Twitter’s evolved in recent years, especially with longer character counts and the addition of threads, it brings new & exciting possibilities for writing. Original Twitter, or “Old Twitter,” is almost entirely a long boring stream of ‘status updates.’ Not anymore. There’s no doubt that the whole thing’s suddenly compelling.
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.