I thought I was catalog on Kerouac, but I must have missed Defamation Losers.
A lost classic
Excerpt: Who are these people who poat others' inanities and sneer? What am I talking about? I'm talking about human helplessness and unbelievable loneliness in the darkness of birth and death and asking 'What is there to laugh about in that?' 'How can you be clever in an internet forum?' 'Who makes fun of misery?' There's Michael's mother a hunk of flesh that didn't ask to be born, sleeping restlessly, dreaming hopefully, beside her son who also didn't ask to be born, thinking desperately, shouting hopelessly, counting his CD collection, donwloading lossless boxsets in a dark basement, with a life going from nowhere to nowhere, all in the night, worst of all for that matter all in between page 1 and two of a bestial SHF thread- Where is the rock that will sustain us? Why are we here? Stop asking that, just cry impotently into the indifferent ether. What kind of crazy institution would feature a seminar where people whitter on about The Beatles and Greta Van Fleet, forever?”