Here's the problem with manifestos: they're so, I don't know, precious. It's, like: I have a clear view of how things will be--at least here in my little word world.
Jesus. How long have we been alive? After a certain age (four), you realize nothing is clear, ever. So the best manifesto is no manifesto, or:
I DON'T KNOW
That's a pretty good one, right? So let's start this blog with that. The no-manifesto manifesto. The purpose statement of no purpose. The mission statement to have no mission.
We'll just stumble along together and see what happens.
Stumbling: a statement in and of itself.
Or, to facially quote a man accused two days ago of shooting at a grounded private airplane in Phoenix (the plane's owner said the mugshot "doesn't strike you as that of a responsible, working citizen"):
No comments:
Post a Comment