Bless the New York subway

Given the fanatical devotion of Thomas Pynchon’s fans, there undoubtedly is a market for “My Other Car is a Pynchon Novel” bumper stickers.

Certain Pynchon devotees in the Maud household used to drive around North Florida in our banged-up Toyota Corolla hatchback, the hood bungee-corded down, sporting a “Visit Scenic Gallifrey” sticker on the rear bumper.

So I just thank my lucky stars that there’s no need for a car in New York. (Via Boing Boing.)


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