Profligate leftist prostitution partying from who knows where. || "It is now less and less necessary for the writer to invent the fictional content of his novel. The fiction is already there. The writer's task is to invent the reality." -- JG Ballard. || "You try running with your sagging breasts down the middle of the fucking street. People will throw a blanket over you. And grab you. And call the police. For fuck's sake." -- Germaine Greer.
Yes, I too have been somewhat baffled by the bullshit press over this matter. Just WTF is going on and can either of them make their minds up?
I've heard of hedging one's bets but this is going beyond the borders of credulity.
Posted by Anonymous | Monday, June 04, 2007 10:28:00 am
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