Bonne anniversaire to one of my favorite authors, J. K. Huysmans. Wait. Is that Max Von Sydow as Ming the Merciless? Flash! Aaah! I hope I look that diabolically intellectual when I'm an old fucker. Assuming of course that we haven't all been melted into glass by the 'more wars and less jobs' of Emperor McCain.
Besides my general blogging laziness and a distinct lack of desire to pen a Not-All-That-Super Tuesday round-up -- trust me, someone somewhere is going to, and with far more zesty goodness than I or even Wolf himself could ever hope to muster -- I do have an additional ulterior motive skulking in the shadows of this post. UK publisher Dedalus Books has put out the works of Huysmans and those of others for nearly a quarter of a century, whether semi-known, not-known-enough or of a thoroughly modern cast. The Arts Council has decided to pull their funding, no doubt justified by some pro-capitalist legalese.
Thus, I ruthlessly demand - hey, works for the moneyed fuckers, so why not here? - that you, at the very least, sign this petition pledging your undying love. I hope that if any of the stuff these folks put out seems intriguing, that you'll bust out the plastic and support an independent publisher. If it's not your thing, at least spread the word. I can't be the only weirdo that you know.