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I’m filled with the sadness that afflicted the Roman patricians of the fourth century: I feel irredeemable barbarism rising from the bowels of the earth. …I have always tried to live in an ivory tower, but a tide of shit is beating at its walls, threatening to undermine it.

Thought:

“I write about intersections of culture and politics for an imagined audience of other writers & readers in a language appropriate for that audience. Should I be writing about the same things in a different way for a different audience, or about different things in the same way for a different audience, or about different things in a different way for a different audience?”

Edmond Caldwell

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