Columbus Day: journey, discovery, adventure, individualism, and unearthing the new. It is all these things that we celebrate on Columbus's Day. And in honor of Columbus Day and the man we honor on that day, Christopher himself, that future minded individual who was unafraid of new unexplored frontiers, I too today, look to the future. I look to both my future and our future as a race. I look to the future of the internet, this website, and what it may mean to generations to come...

Topicality. I am sorry about my recent topicality. This apology is not for you of today. This is the internet: eternal, immutable, transcendent and ubiquitous. Therefore, I apologize to those in the future who have come here to these words writ in obscurity by a man long since composted. How rude is it of me to assume that you've descended upon these trifling essays with a Ph.D. in the politics of late 20^th century art? It is unfair, entirely unfair, of me to hamper your browsing amusement with insignificant twentieth century drivel concerning forgottem mayors and obscure artists who barely rank a footnote in your modern texts on the art of my times. My temperocentricity is surely a hindrance to my greater longevuty as a composer of interest to all but those in college courses studying the views on contemporary society as held by uneducated white men living in L.A. at the turn of the millenium.

Okay, I'll get to the point,"I am nothing! Do you hear me men of the future? I am nothing!"
You should really pay me no heed. It is for naught, for Liebowitz, that you attribute deeply profound significance to my words and spend many scholarly fortnights sweating over the myriad interpretations of who the man behind these words may have been. I'm really not worth the man hours involved in such detailed and grouling explication, and I do not say this to be humble; I say this in forthright honesty. It is a shame that the internet can immortalize such undeserving blitherers like me. I am, once again, sorry. I apologize.

If I have not yet persuaded you to devote your time and attentions to more deserving men and women, figures of prominent stature, from my era other than myself, then the future must be a far more enlightened time than today. Your time must be a time of peace and wisdom where spirits are untethered by such crass values as fame and monetary fortune. You have come to realize how your average, everyday, run of the mill folks are the ones that shape and mold a culture's times. In affect, by studying me through my words, you are studying yourselves. I find it strange and hard to accept that someone like me has become an integral part of the futures understanding of itself. It's sort of like being famous!

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