Chekhov’s gun, pointed at the reader

 I like art that seems to want to be destroyed; I like art that takes Chekhov’s gun off the wall and aims it at the reader; I like art that makes me have no idea what I should do now; I like art that changes how I think about a single object, or what could happen; I like art that makes other people angry and nothing else; I like neither the answer nor the question but the space between the two. I couldn’t give a shit who you have sex with or how.
from
http://www.vice.com/read/dont-want-to-read-any-more-books-about-straight-white-people-having-sex

I don’t agree with everything Blake Butler says here, but there is a lot that makes my thoughts think things which is a good thing.

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