The fact that contemporary life is crazy doesn't mean we'd be any better off if it weren't. On the contrary, perhaps we are simply suffering the pains of learning to swim in vaster seas of freedom. Change is in the air, and with it incredible flowerings of strange and beautiful mysteries. I have become a convert of late to the adage that life is stranger than I am capable of imagining it to be. This is not altogether a contemporary insight.
Fiction has to make sense.
On that note, let's stroll out into the freaky streets of my hometown. In many ways, freaks are simply artists who have done away with the pretentious labels and the standard job descriptions. San Francisco is a home field for freaks, for unlike your cosmopolitan centers where status and style come with hefty price tags, here in the disco of Saint Francis, originality and inclusion are what matters. Cold coolness buys you little here. That's just not freaky enough.