The writings of Houellebecq and Miyazawa are incredible in their own way. The former glides effortlessly from philosophical exegesis to full-on sexual depictions (I would not classify them as pornography) while managing to capture a humane but extreme portrait of modern, overly civilized man. Miyazawa also holds a speculum up to himself and society but through an inner language of dreamlike symbols and Buddhistic sensibilities. It is interesting to compare how both authors compare and contrast in their /negation/ of popular, mass culture - one through a hyperrealism of the everyday and a purposefully shallow style that echoes mass media and advertizing and the other through a private mythology of animals, legends and metaphors. Both are true artists, neither compromises in any way. Bravo.