"We will endeavor to halt the Industrial Revolution before it is too late, to regulate populations at a reasonable point, to eventually replace quantitative money with qualitative money, to decentralize, to conserve resources. The Industrial Revolution is primarily a virus revolution, dedicated to controlled proliferation of identical objects and persons. You are making soap, you don't give a shit who buys your soap, the more the soapier. And you don't give a shit who makes it, who works in your factories. Just so they make soap."

"The Christian church, by calling good "evil" and evil "good," has confused the issue. The church must be seen as a dedicated instrument of alien invasion."

Meet me in Saint Louie, Louie
Meet me at the fair
Don't tell me the lights are shining
Anyplace but there...

anal mucus smells like a polecat or carrion but i use it to lube up my intricate gun talk i can barely register as real words w meaning. but that’s just how it is in the wild-west/outerspace/pareetangier, we wash ourselves down with carbolic soap just like anyone else. i might sound a bit paranoid and deranged but i just fucking hate the rich i swear.

This is, without a doubt, the worst book I've ever read. However, it's so spectacular in its failings that I can't say it wasn't entertaining in some morbid way. It's a vulgar, scattered, violently sexual, and intensely difficult work of western/mafia/sci-fi that seems more akin to dadaism than surrealism. There are countless leaps between drastically different genres and characters that the story becomes all but untraceable at points. I also cannot overstate how uncomfortable the first half of the book is, almost exclusively due to the incessant, and I mean INCESSANT sex. I could compile a worryingly extensive list of every one of William S. Burroughs' niche, and most definitely problematic, fetishes. This tapers off a little after a while, but that seems more due to a drifting, basically aimless focus of the author, rather than any attempt to direct the story in any sense.

I certainly will not be forgetting this book any time soon, much to my dismay.

This book was so confusingly weird that I just couldn't keep up. However the author writes beautifully and there are definite lines of stunning poetry that makes it worth a read.

Whoa!!!!!

My first attempt at Burroughs did not go well... I found this extremely hard going and ultimately pointless, I'm afraid