/lit/ - Literature

>>20421718
They wanna be him so bad. Ginsberg is by far the worst of the lot btw

Post spiteful, cynical literature

More shitpost style writers like Celine and Bernard? Especially C.'s pamflets read like a blogpost any jewplotting post-election anonymous could have written. Nobody wants novels, people want experimental shitposts

Yo here we go now ma niggas. Itz all so slow so heave so sad u know. Shheeeit I'll be old suun brother. Then at last it weel be over damn nigga!
So mane people come to my room, nigga. They've talked some shit u kno. Thea haven't saide ass much bruh. This motherfuckers gone away ya know. Damn nigga, they've grown old, wretched, sluggish like my ass nigga, in whatever shithole thea leve nigger.

Chad or chad?

https://archive.org/details/Louis_ClineInterview_Lectures_Pour_Tous

Could somebody enlighten me about the part from 16:49 on?

>>17224349
I believe so.
and yes it is.

>„Death to cuties who stir up calamity! Let 'em croak, we'll all be better off! “
Problematic much?

>“Thighs, thighs again. It's my only pleasure. Humanity will be saved only by the love of the thighs. Everything else is just hate and boredom."

>Louis-Ferdinand Céline,

Would most of you agree with the sentiment that contemporary literature is lacking levity of form and style? Serious, contemporary attempts at capital L literature often seem to be stuck in the megalomania of modernism still; is it our fate to produce ever-more serious and ponderous, lead-like works until the end of time?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wb_ZA_ZwRxA

I figured if anyone could appreciate this video it would be you guys.

>I saw it... The mass... The group... The populace squashed in a rundown wagon... They whisper... They talk... They belch, they piss and shit everywhere inside the train bursting with rotten smell of the bourgeois excrement!
>a decrepit whore faces me and Lili as we try to queeze through the intricated crowd inside the debilitated wagon... they're always eyeing you with their greasy eyes... Those senile old whores... They're like the columns of a temple... waiting to crash to the ground and turn into dust...
>they're still trying to fit in... They beat each other down within an inch of their lives for a dilapidated seat...
>it's in these moments that you realize life is nothing more than a warmongering speck of dust... Where you're putting your whole existence at stake to occupy a free space around a mountain of shit...