“You are literally, then, one amongst countless millions. You are news. Whatever you do is news. But it does not take long to realize, at least assuming that one wishes to live, that to be news is really to be nothing; that the attention paid to one’s vicissitudes is merely the most cunning way yet devised of making the adventure of one’s life a farce. He woke up this morning, or he didn’t, and then he peed, or didn’t, and then he shit, or he couldn’t, and then he fucked his wife or his broad or he fucked his boy or his boy fucked him, or they blew each other, or they didn’t- it’s a story, either way, any way: it is all, all, there in the eager faces of the reporters.”
James Baldwin, “Tell Me How Long The Train’s Been Gone”, 1968.
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