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Who loves ya, baby?
I didnt take it as a 'youve made youre bed now sleep in it' type jab.
Neither did I. I thought she was just saying that's literally how it is which I took as conflicting with what Friere was saying, but maybe I've misunderstood their respective arguments.
 

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Who loves ya, baby?
Vineland catches the light in a different way. It hasn’t become less sad, and certainly not less funny. But read it today, in the midst of our own fever dream of penal sociality, and you are liable to be taken aback by the clarity of its insistence that a style of carceral fanaticism—a making over of everyday life into the image of perpetual security crisis—is no less a signature of the thing we call neoliberalism than are manic privatization, oligarchic dominion, and the total absorption of public life into market imperatives. Uproarious and joy-propounding as it is, Vineland is a novel of acute political grief—a thing as near to us as it has ever been, and likely to get nearer.
 

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Who loves ya, baby?
It means he reads more than I do and has more interesting things to say about the stuff he reads. I'm just good at remembering interesting stuff other people have said.
 
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