my neighbor’s dad gave him two copies of the family by jeff sharlet. he passed one on to me.
religion & politics are closer to the edge of my radar, whereas arts & music are dead center. so it feels good to break out my comfort zone with a fresh paperback.
the book is awkward as shit, though. eerie. it reads well, but also feels like something out of an alternative universe. like science fiction almost.
but it’s real. and from what i’ve read so far in plain sight (the national prayer breakfast, for instance). the more i fill my head with things i thought i’d never give a shit about, the more i realize why i should.
“wisdom is moreso the shedding of ignorance than the gaining of knowledge.” - unknown
i’m not far enough in to recommend this to anyone. i’m not even sure if i’ll finish it. it’s weird, but intriguing. we’ll see…


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