Such anger, such vehemence, over determination of party legalese. Where’s the coverage, where’s the frustration, over more pressing issues: the bailout of Bear Stearns, the impending attack on Iran, torture, the works?
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One is prepared for friendship, not for friends. And sometimes not even for friendship, but at least we try: usually we flail in the darkness, a darkness that’s not foreign to us, a darkness that comes from inside us and meshes with a purely external reality, with the darkness of certain gestures, certain shadows that we once thought were familiar and that in fact are as strange as a dinosaur.
— Roberto Bolaño, Between Parentheses, p. 135
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