“the entry gimmick of LLM: supersonic imitation and playback so you think it is your own voice — (do you own a voice?) they invade The Right Centers which are The Speech Centers and they are in the right — in the right — in thee write — “RIGHT” — “I’m in the right — in the right — You know I’m in the right so long as you hear me say inside your right centers ‘I am in the right’”

Now more than ever in this age of reactionary politics and Orwellian censorship, we should celebrate artists who create adult content. Support its titillating greatness by buying a copy of the mature material here: https://cumpunk.me/product/cum-punk-magazine-2/. Also, tell an open-minded friend.

Signed,

Real Deal McNeil

The other jaw dropping, avant-garde material on the Word Virus and the Reality Studio, which sprung from the Pandora’s box of Burroughs’s fertile mind, proved to be the contagion Burroughs speculated about decades before any one else addressed memes in other contexts and disciplines. I remember the Burroughs encounter very fondly, one of the unexpected highlights of those early grad school courses.

Were it not for the Storming the Reality Studio and Word Virus books, maybe my dissertation “Vortex to Virus, Myth To Meme” takes a much different turn.

To be fair, Neal Stephenson’s Snow Crash also nudged me in a certain direction, but Burroughs planted that flag on the Moon first, once they’d established a lunar methadone clinic on one of the Apollo missions.

Dr. Gontarski, congratulations on the coming publication! I’m looking forward to reading it.

All the best,

Julio Varela

I imagine you’ve seen this, but in case you haven’t:
Twilight Zone “The Bard”
Season 4 Episode 18

“Julius Moomer, a talentless, but relentless, self-promoting hack who dreams of becoming a successful television writer, uses a book of magic to summon William Shakespeare to write dramatic teleplays that Moomer will pass off as his own. Shakespeare becomes irritated by Moomer’s lack of appreciation and is even more appalled when he discovers the changes wrought on his plays by cynical television executives.” — via IMDB

(The highlight of this one is actually not the Shakespeare parts but a young Burt Reynolds doing his very best Brando impression)

I just received a “signed bookplate” edition of a book from a musician who just released a memoir/autobiography/whatever. I thought having his signature even on a sticker in the book would be cool when I ordered it, but now that it’s sitting here in front of me, I feel kinda stupid. The guy didn’t even hold or come in contact with the book, he just mailed some signed stickers to the publisher. I knew this going in, but again, sounded cool at the time. I guess he held the sticker. Whoop de doo.

I realize this isn’t what your post above isn’t about really, but I found this page from searching “signed bookplates are bullshit” in my frustration (both at myself and at the concept). Anyway, for anyone reading, buyer beware, you might feel as dumb as I do if you order a “signed bookplate” instead of a “signed copy”!

PS — thank you for still having an actual site that you control yourself and is not just a substack or social media channel. The internet was so much more interesting when people had their own sites like this.