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Here's a picture of David Foster Wallace.

For more information about and remembrances of the author, please CLICK HERE for the NY Times. For more personal insights that may be "some kind of salve", visit McSweeney's by clicking here.

Here is a quotation from him that we particularly like and put into a show a few years ago.

Let's for a second imagine Joe Briefcase as just an average US male, relatively unlonely, well-adjusted, married, blessed with 2.3 apple-cheeked offspring, utterly normal, home from hard work at 5:30, starting his average six-hour stint in front of the television. Since Joe B. is average, he'll shrug at pollsters' questions and answer averagely that he most often watches television to unwind from those elements of his day and life he finds unpleasant. It's tempting to suppose that TV enables this unwinding simply because it offers a "distraction", something to divert the mind from quotidian troubles. But would mere distraction ensure continual massive watching? In a lot of ways, television purveys and enables dreams, and most of these dreams involve some sort of transcendence of average daily life. The modes of presentation that work best for TV - stuff like action sequences, the rapid-fire collage of commercials, news, and music videos, or the hysteria of prime-time soaps and sitcoms - are unsubtle in their whispers that somewhere, life is quicker, denser, happier, more interesting, more . . . well, lively than contemporary life as Joe Briefcase knows it.