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THE MUSIC OF BLEAK ENTRAINMENT, by Gary A. Braunbeck-1
THE MUSIC OF BLEAK ENTRAINMENT, by Gary A. BraunbeckYou should see the expression on your face right now—all the trouble you’ve been through in order to get the clearance to interview me, and I start off by talking about household appliances and math instead of those twelve people I killed. Not that anyone gives more of damn about them now than they did ten years ago—after all, what’d the world lose? A dozen mental patients who were a drain on society’s pocketbook. None of them were ever going to be released, they were lifers, and as far as I ever knew none of them had any living family. Huh? Do I feel bad about it? What the f**k kind of Journalism 101 question is that? No, I don’t feel bad—I feel horrible about it. You weren’t there, you didn’t see those faces, those eyes…Christ. Those l
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