Feb 22
Nothing’s sacred for those who think.
Calling things brazenly by name,
risque analyses, salacious syntheses,
frenzied, rakish chases after the bare facts,
the filthy fingering of touchy subjects,
discussion in heat— it’s music to their ears.
— Szymborska, from her poem “An Opinion on the Question of Pornography”
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