The Jungle Drums of Fu Manchu. Calling me to Berlin and Brussels and Vienna and Munich
November 13, 2016 § Leave a comment
The Jungle Drums of Fu Manchu. Calling me to Berlin, and Brussels, and Vienna, and Munich. It was pouring with rain all night again, beating down on the Dalston canopy. This is like monsoon season! I have never known anything like it. Pornography and prostitution, the sleazy illicit thrills, are the only way to cope with despair. In fact, they are only enjoyable and at their most deeply pleasurable when in despair. Despair is such a vital part of pleasure. It is like the match that lights the flame.