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intertribal
photograph: karen o (yeah yeah yeahs); credit: laist.
I have been told by a friend that I need to find my audience. Not a demographic, but a special page in the catalogue of the diseased - a particular emotion. I think I know what it is: liberal idealists who have been let down by society, but keep the faith (who keep the car running, so to speak); people who see monsters in the dark and call them for what they are. People who dig things up. People who, in spite of it all, want to believe. Fiction for jaded politicos and strong pessimists. "Love Song", but not the Cure or the 311 version, the Jack Off Jill version.
Two things happened to me today.
1. I received unsolicited carrot cake with cream cheese icing. It was probably the best carrot cake I've ever had. Moist.
2. "Maps" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs came on the Saturday night music video show (for the subalterns who spend their weekends delaying homework, not partying), Rage: "they don't love you like I love you".
I see this as a sign that I should continue Ilium, and not lose hope.
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Date: 2007-11-03 05:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-04 01:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-04 06:42 am (UTC)for that matter, i also agree that there are a good number of "jaded politicos and strong pessimists" out there, even if they aren't particularly well-catered-to in that respect....
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Date: 2007-11-04 06:47 am (UTC)dunno if the html will work, bear with:
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Date: 2007-11-04 07:04 am (UTC)yay, it worked!
Date: 2007-11-04 06:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-04 07:15 am (UTC)to my unsolicited adding of you my friend list,
i find your entries an interesting read.
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Date: 2007-11-04 07:44 am (UTC)