
The Typo Generation Is Damaging Literature: On Percival Everett’s The Trees and the Problem with Today’s Books
Very little is certain in our tumultuous times, but one thing I can always rely on is being let down by a popular or acclaimed piece of contemporary art. There are various reasons behind these disappointments, but a common blotch they all bear is a flagrant, disciplined indifference from their artists — young and old, established and underground — toward reflection and refinement.
