Professor Edgarstein squealed. A perfect paper. William Gibson meets Mel Gibson. Umberto Eco meets Marc Ecko. It was gritty and mean and dystopian and weirdly urban. A freshman wrote it? Not some rarefied tract in “Fibonacci Journ.”, not an illuminated scrap of analytic hand-wringing gracing the onion-skin pages of the “Denotational Biennial.” Jesus. Co-authored by [...]





















“Straight men learned from gay men that physically affectionate, emotionally intimate friendships are not unmanly.”
These are comments by David May and Rick on the post “For The Love Of God, Please Stop Saying ‘Bromance’”.