I’ve been watching some feelgood movies lately. I’m watching one right now. They seem to produce a mild electrical current through the front of my brain. I think the word enervating should be requisitioned for this. It’s a hurts so good kind of thing.
The study guide for my cultural studies subject is full of typos — as if it wasn’t proofread. But I actually think it’s the lecturer’s way of stickin’ it to The Man. I’m calling his bluff and am including the phrases, The Man, The Kids, old-skool and in-your-face in the essay.
Who in the Hell is “The Man”? How very ’70s:)