But the male “artist,” being totally sexual, unable to relate to anything beyond his own physical sensations, having nothing to express beyond the insight that for the male life is meaningless and absurd, cannot be an artist.
We are reaching levels of male loneliness “artistry” that only SCUM could have predicted
We are reaching levels of male loneliness “artistry” that only SCUM could have predicted
I wish the SCUM Manifesto would quit being so accurate so often