My last David Foster Wallace post (for now)

I do not often weep for the deaths of major cultural figures, or at articles from The Onion, but I did tonight. (Yes, I'm a sap.)

A friend sent me this article: "NASCAR Cancels Remainder Of Season Following David Foster Wallace's Death." As is often the case with The Onion, it's both brilliantly funny and brilliant.

It was the last paragraph that brought me to tears:

"Racing and literature are both huge parts of American life, and I don't think David Foster Wallace would want me to make too much of that, or to pretend that it's any sort of equitable balance," Helton added. "That would be grotesque. But the truth is that whatever cultural deity, entity, energy, or random social flux produced stock car racing also produced the works of David Foster Wallace. And just look them. Look at that."

It's a magnificent world. It's a magnificent country. And though he couldn't feel it at the end, DFW was part of what makes it all magnificent.