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Ahoy hoy Buffistas Who Offerred to Distribute My Tom Waits Postcards.
Could you send me your mailing addresses (if you haven't already)?
Thank you!
My profile addy is good.
D'oh! Insent.
That's an interesting point. For something that is so fundamental, so needful to understanding and experiencing life, it's almost creepily often portrayed as tragic.
Yeah, there's a large element of our culture that views the opposite of innocence as corruption. And if you look at it that way, it's easy to figure that people (especially children) should be protected, not just from genuinely dangerous things, but from knowledge.
But if the opposite of innocence is experience, everything changes. Thus all the William Blake.
So, I finished The Sweet Far Thing (the third Libba Bray book).
Wow. Yeah. She did a thing that I totally didn't see coming. I mean, *really.*
The book? Fantastic. Really fucking fantastic.
Gaaaah. My copy of The Sweet Far Thing arrives this week. I can't wait!
For something that is so fundamental, so needful to understanding and experiencing life, it's almost creepily often portrayed as tragic.
It's the fall from Eden. It's almost hardwired into us that no matter how pragmatic the result of our feet touching the ground, it makes the baby Jesus cry (feel free to ignore the timelines violated in this post).
This Cassie Edwards thing just gets more and more hysterical.
She A) plagiarized for the AUTHOR'S NOTE and B) plagiarized from the goddamn ENCYCLOPEDIA BRITANNICA.
And now this:
SAVAGE OBSESSION
Page 284 (pg 434 in Large Type edition)
The odors of the forest, the dew and damp meadow, and the curling
smoke from the wigwams were left behind as Lorinda […]
HIAWATHA by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (!):
Lines 3-5 of the Introduction
With the odors of the forest,
With the dew and damp of meadows,
With the curling smoke of wigwams
From Nikki the Super Badass Researcher
LONGFELLOW?? She stole Longfellow??
Holy schnikes.
She also sent out a message to some supporters that compared her persecutions to that of the Native Americans, and called the Smart Bitches bloggers "spiteful girls."
I'm telling you, next comes pseudicide, and then we start getting notes from "her husband." Might be helped in this case by the fact that she actually has a husband.