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farewell, basket case

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Vancouver, 2002.06.30

So, Brazil has won the cup. Good for them.

It's the end of the month, which is traditionally moving time in Canada. One of the apartments in a building a block away from mine is obviously becoming vacant; the apartment seems to have been emptied out, and someone's put the word "BYE" up in words 40 cm tall.

It makes me wonder if they mean to tell the city goodbye, or just the neighbourhood. Knowing that so many people are fleeing BC (Basket Case), I somewhat suspect it's the former.

rand()m quote

The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to such a pass that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love, and in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to passions and coarse pleasures, and sinks to bestiality in his vices, all from continual lying to other men and to himself.

—Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov