Substack has descended another notch. Now it’s solely occupied by two types of people:
(1) Bible quoters who think that a random passage of Begats is an urgent message with universal relevance.
(2) Literary snobs who are mourning an actor (or something) named David Lynch. Judging by the picture they’re all using, Lynch’s talent was not combing his hair. Maybe that’s an avant garde form of Installation Art?
Polistra's Mill 