“Maybe it’s all great heaps of horseshit” – Hark by Sam Lipsyte

"There are times when I dig it (say, for example, when he's talking about "the Armies of the Market versus the Armies of the Just versus the vast majority of people who just want to be left alone") and there are times when it's somewhat exhausting (""This guy here," the catfish announces to the darkness"). Which isn't to say that there are not moments of tenderness or moments of quiet ("The dance dies down and the day grows dark. Tovah and Fraz must hold each other close, grope their way through the depths of the night"), but that tenderness and quiet is not what Lipsyte, and possibly us too, are here for..."

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