Lannie

“I understand George though. I suppose that since Google Earth has killed off the lore of uncharted lands with satellite imaging, travel is the sport of a delusional maniac with a Columbus complex. With every square mile of earth now at public disposal, travelers are just about as usless as cartographers, if not more so, because travelers contribute nothing to society and never shut up about Thailand -- the chicks have dicks, bro!”
― Andrew Callaghan, All Gas, No Brakes: A Hitchhiker's Diary

“Grrr, friend-zoned again!” he says, shaking his fists toward the ceiling”
― Tony Tulathimutte, Rejection

“empirical evidence is precisely that which is sacred in so-called scientific thought, and by these means—there’s no point in denying it—we can go far, but at the same time, by following this method, we greatly distance ourselves from the problem, because it’s so, but so manifest that empirical proof itself is something that no one has ever heretofore truly dealt with, namely, no one has ever wished genuinely to confront the deeply problematic nature of empirical verification as such, because whoever did this went mad, or appeared to be a pure dilettante,”
― László Krasznahorkai, Baron Wenckheim's Homecoming

“... television looks to be an absolute godsend for a human subspecies that loves to watch people but hates to be watched itself. For the television screen affords access only one-way. A psychic ball-check valve. We can see Them; They can’t see Us. We can relax, unobserved, as we ogle. I happen to believe this is why television also appeals so much to lonely people. To voluntary shut-ins. Every lonely human I know watches way more than the average U.S. six hours a day. The lonely, like the fictive, love one-way watching. For lonely people are usually lonely not because of hideous deformity or odor or obnoxiousness—in fact there exist today support- and social groups for persons with precisely these attributes. Lonely people tend, rather, to be lonely because they decline to bear the psychic costs of being around other humans. They are allergic to people. People affect them too strongly. Let’s call the average U.S. lonely person Joe Briefcase. Joe Briefcase fears and loathes the strain of the special self-consciousness which seems to afflict him only when other real human beings are around, staring, their human sense-antennae abristle. Joe B. fears how he might appear, come across, to watchers. He chooses to sit out the enormously stressful U.S. game of appearance poker.

But lonely people, at home, alone, still crave sights and scenes, company. Hence television. Joe can stare at Them on the screen; They remain blind to Joe. It’s almost like voyeurism.”
― David Foster Wallace, A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again: Essays and Arguments