Gibbonstrength posted:

what's a good thing to read if I want to learn about how the soviet economy worked and what it did well vs what it didn't do well. Tia

i would also like to know this thing. what are the words to read to gain that knowledge

littlegreenpills posted:

everyone cries when they're born so technically we have all committed cunnilingus on our mothers. except caesarian kids like me, you perverts

extrapolate this into an article for deadken's magazine!

“This is the one you want. This is straight Dix. This is the book you want on your night table right beside your glass of water, With Wings as Eagles in the yellow cover. Dix was the greatest man of our time. He was truly a master of the arts, and some of the sciences too. He was the greatest writer who ever lived.”
“They say Shakespeare was the greatest writer who ever lived.”
“Dix puts William Shakespeare in the shithouse.”
“I’ve never heard of him. Where is he from?”
“He was from all over. He’s dead now. He’s buried in Ardmore, Oklahoma. He got his mail in Fort Worth, Texas.”
“Did he live in Fort Worth?”
“He lived all over. Do you know the Elk’s club in Shreveport?”
“No.”
“Not the new one. I’m not talking about the new lodge.”
“I don’t know anything about Shreveport.”
“Well, it doesn’t matter. It’s one of my great regrets that I never got to meet Dix. He died broke in a railroad hotel in Tulsa. The last thing he saw from his window is anyone’s guess. They never found his trunk, you know. He had a big tin trunk that was all tied up with wire and ropes and belts and straps, and he took it with him everywhere. They never found it. Nobody knows what happened to it. Nobody even knows what was in the trunk.”
“Well, his clothes, don’t you think?”
“No, he didn’t have any clothes to speak of. No change of clothes. His famous slippers of course.”
“His correspondence maybe.”
“He burned his letters unread. I don’t want to hear any more of your guesses. Do you think you’re going to hit on the answer right off? Smarter people than you have been studying this problem for years.”

“What does it take to keep you from attending church?”
“I go when I can.”
“A light rain?”
“I go when I can.”
“This ‘religious nature’ business reminds me of Reo, your man of science. He'll try to tell you that God is out there in the trees and grass somewhere. Some kind of force. That's pretty thin stuff if you ask me. And Father Jackie is not much better. He says God Is a perfect sphere. A ball, if you will.”
“There are many different opinions on the subject.”
“Did you suppose I didn't know that?”
“No, ma'am.”
“What about Heaven and Hell. Do you believe those places exist?”
“That's a hard one.”
“Not for me. How about you, Melba?”
“I would call it an easy one.”
“Well, I don't know. I wouldn't be surprised either way. I try not to think about it. It's just so odd to think that people are walking around in Heaven and Hell.”
“Yes, but it's odd to find ourselves walking around here too, isn't it?”
“That's true, Mrs. Symes.”