The complacent human lives for every crisis...
Dilemmas,
then,
are the suicidal solution to boredom.

friends in fragile states...those who remain strong have been scalded...walking around like cleansed lepers...Tropic of Cancer proposes that the world is dying...the only thing left to do is give the coup de grace and expedite a burial...fine with me...Jane's Addiction would have made an incongruent, yet strangely appropriate soundtrack to the book...the world is a brothel, a charnel house, a putrefied womb...whatever...