“He was a ritual tea smoker and very puritanical about junk the way some teaheads are. He claimed tea put him in touch with supra blue gravitational fields. He had ideas on every subject: what kind of underwear was healthy, when to drink water and how to wipe your ass. He had a shiny red face and great spreading smooth nose, little red eyes that lit up when he looked at a chick and went out when he looked at anything else. His shoulders were very broad and suggested deformity. He acted as if other men didn’t exist, conveying his restaurant and store orders to male personnel through a female intermediary. And no Man ever blighted his blighted secret place.”
William S. Burroughs, “Naked Lunch”, 1959.
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