If people routinely cannot tell the difference between your jokes and your policy statements, perhaps you need to reassess how you present yourself in public.
Michele Bachmann‘s press secretary characterized comments by the Republican presidential candidate, when she said Hurricane Irene was a message to Washington, as a joke.
via Just a joke: Bachmann’s hurricane message from God – CNN Political Ticker – CNN.com Blogs.
If you wish to be taken seriously, do not wander up and down the aisles of DSW with your copy of Trollope tucked in your arm, even if you do intend to buy shoes. That only seems to make it worse.
Behold the glorious, futuristic leisure saver: Booklamp.org.
via Reading Algorithm « Stacked.
A newspaper that wishes to make its fortune should never waste its columns and weary its readers by praising anything.
— Anthony Trollope, The Way We Live Now
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Buck and I have been awash lately in British Victorian period dramas, thanks to Netflix. We’ve just finished Middlemarch and are now working on Anthony Trollope: He Knew He Was Right. And so we are also awash in great silk and satin dresses with complicated laces.
Buck: “I thought Trollope was a comedy writer.” Nope, heartfelt sorrows abound, though not with quite the inevitability that they do in Thomas Hardy. For me, reading Hardy is like watching a cat play with its food for about five hundred pages before he kills and eats it.
Up next: The Way We Live Now. First chapter: I meet Mrs. Carbury, writing letters to editors. I want to have started it before the disks get loaded into the DVD player, to have a feel of the words in the printed book that no video can get across. In this, I am going up against (going up with?) a writer who was both prolific and verbose. Wish me luck.
- Items of Useless Information. No 6. (transremaxculver.wordpress.com)
- Writers’ Roundup, #4 (musingbymoonlight.com)
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The machine which at first blush seems a means of isolating man from the great problems of nature, actually plunges him more deeply into them. As for the peasant so for the pilot, dawn and twilight become events of consequence. His essential problems are set him by the mountain, the sea, the wind.
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry