a man of cyclopedic knowledge

[…] hood-famous Black men and members of their entourages, surrounded by a uniform of attractive young white women and the occasional ambiguous 'lightie.'

They abuse what light of Reason they have, rendring it a slave to those brutish powers of life (it ought to direct and rule over ) so as to prog about and fetch in provisions for them.

Seated on the soft carpet with their drinks, they listened to a recording of koto, Japanese thirteen-string harp.