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Drew Pendergrass, website owner

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I am a native of Huntsville, Alabama, and this is my website. It hosts a variety of projects, resources, and posts made over the years, including experimental music, my writing, video games, and a blog.

Spotlight

Read my latest article for the Harvard Political Review, "Inside the Climate Science Witch Hunts."

A Brief Q&A

Q. Why does this page keep changing?

A. This page is randomly generated by the server on each load. Most of the page's contents are not displayed on one particular load, so for the full experience reload a bunch of times.

Q. How can I contact you?

A. You can follow me on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, Soundcloud, and LinkedIn; you can contact me through any of those websites or drew@drewpendergrass.com.

Please address all complaints to grievances@drewpendergrass.com, an email address I definitely check.

Q. Who are you?

A. Well, to start off, I have no trouble distinguishing my right from my left, I have never commanded an army composed of more than 100,000 soldiers, I hold no world records, I am reluctant to resort to black magic, and I relate to Kilgore Trout on some visceral level. If you for some strange reason would like to know something substantial about me, you can check out my projects page or my LinkedIn.

Q. Why don't you like Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights?

A. It seems like the whole world is against me on this one, but Heathcliff is a jerk! And no, his circumstances do not justify his jerkiness! Look, I get why Heathcliff wants revenge, and I know he was wronged, but I can't help but just be repulsed by his behavior. Heathcliff apologists, it's YOU who should be defending yourselves!

From the archives:

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A Moving, and Random, Quotation

The windiest militant trash

Important Persons shout

Is not so crude as our wish:

What mad Nijinsky wrote

About Diaghilev

Is true of the normal heart;

For the error bred in the bone

Of each woman and each man

Craves what it cannot have,

Not universal love

But to be loved alone.


-WH Auden, from "September 1, 1949"


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