CHAPTER 29

 

 

#72: BEYONCÉ

 

"Break My Soul"

 

from the album Renaissance

 

Released: July 2022

 

 

If you are reading this in anything other than blog form and I have not already sent you a copy, it follows that this book has been published. I have certain conditions in connection with its publication - if indeed any publisher has summoned the nerve to print it - because I am at the time of writing fifty-nine years old, hence do not, with one important exception, give a tossing toss about what anybody thinks of it.

These conditions include the fact that not one word, punctuation mark or other form of expression must be altered in any way, removed or replaced with fields of reference more placatory to the ruling class of consumers (a contradiction in Hegelian terms). This book must read exactly as I wrote it. It isn't going to trot out to you and lick your face with the taste-free saliva of consensual compromise. You have to find it, locate it amidst the imposed (though not by myself) darkness.

To that end I will not be undertaking any active promotion of the book. There will be no photographs, either in the liner jacket of the book or anywhere else. Nor any interviews, since if all you need to know about me is not discerned within its pages, this book will have proved a failure and no lightly-toasted banter will have ameliorated that. No bookshop presentations on cold benches just adjacent to the cafeteria toilets, with four people in attendance, one of whom can be assured upon to pick non-existent nits.

No, I just want this book to...exist. If necessary, to be found. That way you don't get hurt, but it doesn't mean you can't be touched. Its being is sufficient for me. What do you care? Nobody gives a tossed toss what I think. I've crossed that line. I'm an old man who can say anything he likes. Well, you know...within reason. But what's the reason?