this is what i think about tao lin and i might as well post it in the style of a tao lin imitation because i have to do one later and i need practice

tao lin is a pretentious douchbag

i would say he is a smarmy git because that also seems about right but he is so far immersed in the new york hipster scene that he is like a drowned rat in its sewers and i just don't think british slang is in right now

and it just seems wrong to me to judge his poems

as poems

because mostly they are just insufferable clumps

of snarky word-lines

coated in 20something writer stream of consciousness

but the thing about pretentious douchebags is

i kind of have a soft spot for them

like the guy everybody wants to set on fire

because he gave this 34 minute lecture on the moral necessity of evil

(or maybe it was the plot of a video game)

but i chuckle a little and say

"well but he's kind of funny sometimes"

so i keep them around

and i chuckle sometimes but mostly

i just want to throw them out the window onto a busy street

or maybe a strip club

and i'm like

jesus

this guy's published

a lot