What Is Literature?
A squash-nosed scientist from away up the creek, asks, “What is literature!” Cast your eye over these logic-imbued columns, you sun-dried savant from the remote precincts. Drink at the never-failing Boomerang springs of forgotten lore, you dropsical wart of a false and erroneous civilization. Read our “Address to the Duke of Stinking Water,” or the “Ode to the Busted Snoot of a Shattered Venus DeMilo,” if you want to fill up your thirsty soul with high-priced literature. Don’t go around hungering for literary pie while your eyes are closed and your capacious ears are filled with bales of hay.