Saturday, March 10, 2012

post Whitney.


Sparse | mordant | honest,
prose. 
Nobel Laureate V.S. Naipaul fancies his acuity as such. 
And I suppose it is. Hemingway. 
Leaving the Whitney today, a friend of a friend of a friend happened to be reading a Naipaul novel outside of the museum and the conversation quickly diverted to the censuring comments the author made of women writers last May. 
The friend of the friend of the friend huffed “Ugh. Naipaul is a misogynist,” and without context I shunned the self-aggrandizing novelist to that deep dark bad in my spirit. 
But, doubling back for contexture.
I LUH authentic hip hop, but this tickled me.  V.S. Naipul co-signs this message. 

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