Eventually, Someone Is Going To Pick Up

Every Day, Human Beings Are Worth Less. That's The Triumph Of Capitalism. The Money Gets Made, And The Fewer People We Need To Make That Money.

Nobody Reads Anymore In America. Reading Has Become The Least Effective Delivery System For Narrative. That's Sad Because Prose Is The Means By Which You Can Deliver Very Complicated, Nuanced Explanations Of Problems And Possible Solutions.

The Rest Of America, With Some Small Exceptions, Has Been Bulldozed And Rebuilt And Then Bulldozed And Rebuilt Again. Our Places Have Become Interchangeable. Here In New Orleans, Everything From The Architecture To The Way In Which People Eat, The Way In Which They Talk, The Way In Which They Do Business, The Way In Which They Dance, The Manner In Which Everything Is Set To A Parade Beat, They're All From Here. There's No Place Like It.

You Have The Capacity To Change The Plotline Of Your Life, Even If You've Been Acting From The Same Script Since Before You Can Remember.

We're Now Seeing Levels Of Inequality Raise Their Heads That We Haven't Seen Since The Age Of The Robber Barons. If Somebody Watched The Deuce, And Understood The Allegory About Capital And Labor, And Understands What Happens When One Side Is Vulnerable To The Other, That Would Be Swell.