"Steve had a deeply self-destructive streak. He didn't have much supporting him in terms of an intellectual life. I mean, I owe a lot of who I am and what I've been and what I've done to the beatniks from the Fifties and to the poetry and art and music I've come in contact with. I feel like I'm part of a continuous line in American culture, of a root. But Steve was from the South, which is one of those places that is like nonculture. There's nothing there. There's no substance, no background. And Steve wasn't a reader, and he hadn't really been introduced to the world of ideas on any level. So a certain part of him was like a guy in a rat cage, running as fast as he could and not getting anywhere. He didn't have any deeper resources. My life would be miserable if I didn't have those little chunks of Dylan Thomas and T.S. Eliot. I can't even imagine life without that stuff." -Garcia On Mydland's Death This is the "800 Pound gorilla" in most lives these days. Without substance, ideas, intellect, or culture, what are we left with in the end?
