This Koran burning thing. Sheesh. Or its antithesis, or duplicate, or whatever–Bible burning. It made me wonder about holy books. See, for me, burning either of those tracts would be A-OK. My religion is not religion. My religion is art. What would fire me up–as it were–is the burning of, say, Lolita, or Let Us Now Praise Famous Men, or Kafka, or Flannery O’Connor’s stories. The Bible? The Koran? Not so much.