Hazel's Blurty

Another day ends.
Since I have been too lazy to even close, what now seems like an endless list of tabs standing in line waiting patiently for their exit into the vast nothingness that is the history of my firefox browser (These cruel hands spawned by the cyberage I tell ya), I stumbled on the site once again.

I would now like to post my favourite part from the entire page filled with trivia and other such supposed junk:

"In his 1983 essay "Behind the Painted Smile," V For Vendetta's author Alan Moore discusses the issue of ideas and genesis. His opening comments refer to the typical scene from any given science fiction convention, where hoards of (usually) young fans pack hotel convention rooms to hear their icons (the writers, actors, directors, and thinkers behind science fact and fiction) speak a few words: one eager kid, voice wavering (thinking, I've been waiting my *whole life* for this moment) asks "Where do you get your ideas from?". The reaction:

We sneer. We lampoon and ridicule the sniveling little oaf before his peers.... We imply that even to have voiced such a question places him irretrievably in the same category as the common pencil-sharpener.... The reason why we do this is pretty straightforward. Firstly, in the dismal and confused sludge of opinion and half- truth that make up all artistic theory and criticism, it is the only question worth asking. Secondly, we don't know the answer and we're scared that somebody will find out."

Thank you, Mr. Moore.

On other things, The Bell Jar has got to be the last disturbing book I read. But then again, everything disturbs me. Hmmm...

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