I would never try to cock-block someone pretending to have read Anti-Oedipus to get laid (many such cases, all the power to the horny aspiring Deleuzians out there). Moreover I don’t think anyone ought to read this stuff unless they really want to. But it’s annoying when someone’s trying to condescend over authors they clearly don’t know the first thing about, esp the "my perfect pitch is preventing me from partaking in the lowly genres" guy
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