A long time ago, I listened to the audiobook of Kerouac's "On the Road." In that format, I became aware of how often Kerouac used the word "rickety." Almost as aware as I became of how often Twain uses the N-word in Huck Finn when I unwisely listened to that audiobook while driving through downtown Atlanta with my windows rolled down. I'm now reading Hunter Thompson's "Kingdom of Fear," and I've become aware that Thompson had a love of the word "gibberish" almost on par with Kerouac's love of "rickety." And I think about how much beautiful rickety gibberish I've read from those authors, and what a fine thing it is if one can write rickety gibberish that stands up under its own weight.
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