Comments on: Manifesto Statement 12

By: Nat Dykeman

Nat Dykeman — Sat, 29 Oct 2005 18:02:05 +0000

You had me completely until you brought up Pabst Blue Ribbon. There’s something about living NORTH of whatever parallel makes the illinois border that destroys people’s ability to taste alcohol.

By: Bob Schultz

Bob Schultz — Sat, 29 Oct 2005 02:48:29 +0000

Did I leave a comment before? I meant to. It is now out in the ether, being read by hobgoblins and leprochauns.

It boiled down to this: I love the non-avant-garde pleasures as well. “Die Hard,” “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” “Superman,” “Animal House,” they hardly come more mainstream than that, yet I do so enjoy them.

As the great Buddha once said: “Sometimes man craves the mystery. But frequently, we want the hooker we know has no cock.”

By: Bob Schultz

Bob Schultz — Sat, 29 Oct 2005 00:43:05 +0000

Chicago-style hot dogs are the ultimate, man. Ironically, I’ve only ever had them in Pittsburgh.

I hear what you’re saying with regards to movies. I’ll pop in “Superman” or some other easily-digestable cinematic entree every now and again. Even if it’s nothing more than a palette cleanser between avant gard offerings. “Die Hard,” “Star Wars,” “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” all are a lot of fun, and as mainstream as Jessica Simpson drinking Pepsi.

As the great Buddha once said, “Sometimes youw ant the mystery, but sometimes, you want a whore who you are certain has no cock.”