For exhibit 19-A supporting my forthcoming treatise “Pleasure, Anesthesia, and the Burden of Consciousness,” see Campbell McGrath’s poem “Shopping for Pomegranates at Wal-Mart on New Year’s Day” in this week’s New Yorker. I especially enjoyed his description of television as “pixillated spirit glass.” And the mood he describes as “robed in sweat and melancholy” — been there! Read the whole poem here.
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