Mark and Logan wonder if Trumpian frustration has elicited great art. Does art require struggle? Can art reveal anything in the face of society-wide apocalyptic revelation? If the answer is no, what can art say about our American moment?
Camus and the Desert Fathers make an appearance. The deep communion of the contemplative life is discussed but hopefully in a way that doesn't sound like esoteric bullshit.
We can't pronounce Paraic O'Donnell's name but you should check out his story on Twitter.
We would have recorded this one at a Waffle House if we could of.
Camus and the Desert Fathers is the name of our new band.