Who is the odd one out?
Answer: Bertrand Russell only tried to murder his wife… (General memo: stop with the murdering, people.)
June 22, 2008
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But Neil Entwistle DID kill his wife (and their son).
Comment by robertjerome — June 25, 2008 @ 3:28 am
Though fundametally irredeemable misogynists they all were, it’s a shame that Russell never had such a moment of lucidity as this:
Kerouac (editing Naked Lunch): “Bill, what is all this stuff about young naked boys being hanged in limestone caves?”
Burroughs: “No idea. I know I’m some kind of interplanetary agent but I don’t think my signals are decoding properly.”
Comment by comtederotherhithe — June 25, 2008 @ 1:18 pm