Marc Ribot. Man oh man.

Probably one of those obscure local laws passed in 1835 that Grit or Reader’s Digest used to exploit as cheap humor. Like, you can’t whistle underwater on Sundays. Or you can’t sell ice cream backwards when it’s bat season. That sort of thing. Even then, only the madman can be absolutely certain.

“Never remember anything not designated mandatory. Never forget anything not designated forbidden.”