The Trackers

by Charles Frazier

Fucking bulletproof,

After all, the ultimate expression of capitalism is not Democracy. It’s a dictatorship not of individual men but of corporations with interchangeable leaders.

Florida—a state equivalent to a hot towel from somebody else’s bath flung sopping across your face—Wyoming

every time you open your mouth, it’s like you’re competing against yourself to say something stupider than yesterday. And you always win.