When reading Notes From Underground, it is required that you wear a black turtleneck shirt, beret, and dark glasses. Goatee is optional. You must sit in a dark café discussing revolution. Someone must appear on stage telling bad poetry about death. B-Y-O-Bongos.
|Beatnik? or Russian Revolutionary?|
Either way, get ready because I'm going to read this book. I'll report back from time to time on my progress, and let you know if I feel my personal philosophy being swayed in any way.