At first I thought this essay on lying language would be the usual stuff — war deaths called “collateral damage”, that sort of thing. It does start off that way, but takes a delicious turn mid-way.
Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!