consider the lobster, or: i heart david foster wallace

David Foster Wallace makes me dizzy. In a good way. I can’t think of another author who could tackle topics as far-flung as the ethics of crustacean-eating, John McCain’s politics, “the seamy underbelly of US lexicography,” the hidden humor of Kafka, and Dostoevsky’s spirituality with such humor and intelligence. I learn new words and new ways of thinking when I read these essays. It’s rare to read something with extensive footnotes that is utterly hilarious. It’s also really satisfying, and most importantly, incredibly fun.