September 28th, 2006

cass, can you not

Today's obvious reflexion

Note: this started as a personal rant about stuff, and somewhat ended up as a poorly-structured, unsupported observation about comic book characters. Go figure.

A subtle but persistent inconsistency in the way in which a person's social environment interfaces with him/her will cause ever-mounting levels of stress. If the inconsistency is such that both sides of the proposition are necessary to the organism's integrity, then it is almost irredeemably screwed.

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cass, can you not

Motherf*cking...

One of my more life-threatening quirks is that seeing somebody do something extraordinary with skill and gusto makes me want to do the same thing (this sole fact explains practically everything I've done in my life, from hobbies to career choices).

Right now, I'm afraid, I want to be a TV talking head. Or at least write for one.



God. He doesn't say anything that wasn't blindingly obvious to anybody who even spends a few minutes a day cruising the net for news -thus begetting the question of why he hasn't been saying this for longer- but nonetheless, and I repeat the expression again because I love it and because it's Calvin's, the sheer *gusto* of it! This was a person who *meant* what he was saying.

Ganked from Warren Ellis, who wondered if it was a CGI fixup...
cass, can you not

Damn.

Just read this. I don't think it's among his best work, but the last two lines are freaking fantastic in their quiet, stubborn... something. Quiet stubbornness, perhaps.

And besides, the very last word of the poem was, I think, the very *best* word he could have used. Possibly I'd love the poem half of what I do had he chosen any other word. I guess that's why he was a poet.

'Against Entropy,' by John M. Ford

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