The weekend was made whole by Chuck Palahniuk (pronounced “paul-ah-nik”), the finest of the new breed of anti-nihilist authorships. If Lullaby is an allegory of the modern novel’s (im)potency, then what of Diary? The official website at the well-concealed ChuckPalahniuk.com is crass and one-dimensional, precisely everything the writer is not. Sample instead (in the spirit of “Fight Club”) the underground site. While we are on the subject of every male 30-something’s favourite film, sample some anti-advertising at Subvertise.
I grudgingly retract any and all negativity directed at George Steiner in my prior life. His Lessons of the Masters is a wonderfully presented exposition of the many-sided nature and form of the “educational” endeavour, itself a long-held interest, what I grandly style “the misgivings of philosophy”.
