In San Francisco, how many more fire insurance policies get taken out on July 5th?
If you’re free to put this on your vehicle in a terrible type, drive on roads and park next to a sidewalk, I’m pretty sure you don’t understand the original meaning of this phrase.
Now, you go out to fucking Wyoming and go in a bar and mention the word poetry, and you’ll get a gun stuck up your ass. That’s the way America is. Whereas even guys who work in the street collecting garbage in Paris love nineteenth-century painting.
Jonathan Rosenbaum, “A Gun Up Your Ass: An Interview with Jim Jarmusch”, Cineaste, vol. XXII, no. 2, 1996, p. 23
This is America.
