what do burning man, norman rockwell, and bukowski have to do with each other??....
all the fancy schmancy, wallet-bending, elbow rubbing, wine guzzling, agenda pushing, and know-it-all people of my weekend are simply composed of "beautiful lies." at least the coeur d'alene art auction had the balls to be what it wanted inside and out--a money-making event of elite rich people perpetuating the importance of their collections and causes. burning man, on the other hand, has hidden behind a self-composed veil of "the make believe brotherhood of man" as it has taken over the desperate hearts, creative minds, and delicate income of it's hard working spine (attendees). i left the first event with a mouthful of disdain... i attended the second with a respect for it's honesty... and bukowski i read in gratitude for finally putting words to it.
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