Of course, we don’t hear about these other people, which, to me, says more about the puerility of the default world than the sexuality of Black Rock City. It’s as if radical self expression is boring, but if it means naked people on drugs, then it’s titillating, easy to condemn — and also comprehensible. Oh, I get it. You don’t get it.
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15 February 2012