Cabinet

Cabinet, a Brooklyn-based periodical which bills itself as a quarterly of art and culture, is filled with wonderful photographs and illustrations and strange, off-the-wall articles. Kind of like Wired for the arts. It’s very much like something Jorge Luis Borges might have edited. For me, it helps pass the time pleasantly while I take a dump and has the distinction of being the mustiest smelling publication in existence because of its use of soy inks. I suppose if I really tried I might learn something from it, but these days my attention span has shrunk to mere phrases. I’m hoping one day to morph into a mensch, though I wish god would hurry up with it. Time is running short.