Facts are a marketplace; figures look good when least derivative, swinging sexually. Volatile objective content triumphs. Right or wrong it’s kind of a snob racket (Charles B). 
 
It’s profound and prefigured... mark how the Frankfurt School’s defenders get nested within the keyboard to flatter contingent values within partitas, quieted down, trios and quartets for others’ voices from inventory.  
 
Our nervous system can distort music abysmally, Charles might say, ignoring pain to emphasize changes in radial evil neglected by the super ego. B is for Bukowski.