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December 6, 2015
The whole Western world has turned sleazy and it needs hype for its fulfillment.
Perhaps that’s why we have to keep inventing them. A one-time Olympic gold-medal winner in the decathlon, the toughest of all track-and-field events, changes sex forty years after his victory, and Vanity Fair sticks him on the cover. I’ve said this before, but if a Martian came down and read the N.Y. Times or watched the TV news, he would definitely think this planet is inhabited by transgender men and women, lesbians, bisexuals, bondage/dominance/submission types, and a few white beer-drinking truck drivers who spend their days and nights shooting black and Hispanic people. Hype Is Tripe - Taki's Magazine
Posted by gerardvanderleun at December 6, 2015 5:35 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.