"Hey, you're wearing glasses! Have you ever heard of this book by David Foster Wallace?" If you're a female-identifying individual who spends time in coffee shops, bookstores, or the kind of bars where they put egg whites in cocktails, you've invariably had to fend off this kind of attention. Hell, a lot of men deal with it too. DFW fans are an aggressive breed. Head them off at the pass with a shirt that says "Umm, nope." "Infinite Jest" is a good book but no book deserves to be as over-explained and used as a cultural signifier, let alone one about drugged-out teenagers who play tennis. Tell the world you're over it.
Tags: mansplaining, david-foster-wallace, infinite-jest, comedy, books
Long live DFW. Les Assassins des Fauteuils Rollents, as described in Infinite Jest. “Les Assassins des Fauteuils Rollents of Quebec are essentially cultists, locating both their political raison d’etre and their philisophical dasein within the North American sociohistorical interval of intensive special interest diffraction that preceded – nay, one might daresay stood in integral cause relation with respect to – the nearly simultaneous inaugurations of O.N.A.Nite governance, continental Independance, and the commercial subsidization of a lunar O.N.A.N. calendar. Like most Canadian cult extensions, however, the Wheelchair Assassins and their cultic derivations have proven substantially more fanatical, less benign, less reasonable, and substantially more malignant – in sum, more difficult for responsible authorities to anticipate, control, interdict, or reason with than even the most passionate U.S. kebals."
Tags: infinite-summer, david-foster-wallace, dfw