Brimming with black humor and piercing satire, at turns picaresque and epistolary, Journey to Virginland explores the breakneck paradigm shifts of the 21st century, navigating through the morass with the guidance of Dog, the novel's loutish yet wise antihero. Through a devilishly... read more
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“In Paradise angels are born with secrets, live their short lives in secret, and die buried in secrets.”
“Don’t invest in her. You don’t build a house on a fucking ocean.Know this: she’s the landlord, you’re the tenant. Whatever you give—money, years, children—is lost. And be careful—every day she will draw you deeper into her web. Give little, take a lot. Let her follow the Golden Rule, pray, and wait for results. You’ll find it easy to unfasten yourself, to fly into the arms of another.”
“Above the heads of the White House and Mecca hover masses of eloquent cadavers. 'Follow us…' Man follows and cries out 'Freedom.' The dead speak from thrones and pedestals, churches and minarets. Man chooses the best of the deceased to follow. Paradise is the mirror of both Satan and Al-Prophet. Necrolatry is the cornerstone of human civilization.”
“They love the dead, hate the living. They kill to love—a nation of unfulfilled necrophiliacs.”
“There arstil many traials our nayshun must ace. But as our ounding dad George Buchanan said, exsample is better dan precept; God helps them hoo help themselves. There for we will shove owr enimi owr di terminacion. But we shood not cuwnt owr chikens before they hach. We shood batten down the haches. We will bate the bullet, they will bate the dust. Nok on wood, I no the ropes. We will sho them the cold sholdier av emir aka. We will keep their noz to the grindston. We will hunt them Everestile; we will kill their leathers and make shur that there side o the stor is ne’er herd. Dead men tell no tails. Day say dat we lied to them. I say, ask no queschens and here no lies. Even do we will skait on tin ice, we wont our enimi to no that the ski is the limit o owr potentsheol. Aris Total once said that a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. So we will cach one in the hand and let loos two in the bush. We hav shon them that beggars can be choosers and the blak shipo’owr amili can lid”
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