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Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)

Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.

This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.


Wednesday, November 06, 2002

Mr. Lileks Gets a Fairy Letter

Apparently, one of the readers of Lileks' various columns felt the need to vent, dropping several mature and reasoned F-bombs advising the Sage of the Gopher State to cease writing about his guilt of not being able to answer the piles of e-mail that build up in his box, due to the overwhelming influences of his daily personal grind.

Yes, Fairy, it is often difficult to read about people who have nice lives with loving families, and to hear about people who enjoy a few moments of reading about that life told with writerly pleasure, so much so that they spend a minute or two sending along a thank-you to that person. It can be galling to be reminded of your own humorless existence, of the mockery heaped upon you by complete strangers, of that horrid case of acne across your upper shoulders, of the fact that your mom won't let you buy a car unless you pay the insurance, or the fact that life is a rather meaningless trudge from school, to Wendy's (and the jackass manager who keeps asking you if you washed your hands), then to home where you sit for hours on end in front of your computer developing your social skills.

Unfortunately, Fairy, life is sometimes full of such rude indignities, but my advice is simply to move along and not stoop to reading about such things and such people. I know it can be difficult, but maybe not looking at it will allow you to free yourself from the hold it has on your thoughts--if you have any trouble being able to pull yourself away, I'm sure that you could easily perform a complete eyeballectomy on yourself with one of the many sharp objects around your room. If that hurts too much, maybe a nice bath would help, especially if you allow the hair dryer to drop in the tub with you. You'll never ever have to be bothered again by reading about those terrible, fatuous people talking about the pleasantries of life.


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