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Post by terefere on Mar 12, 2015 14:47:54 GMT -5
I'm afraid that the forum was attacked by nasty trolls who have inferiority complex - I'm very sorry. I returned to read Pulse - not only am I under the spell of these stories www.polskieradio.pl/8/736/Artykul/500450/(unfortunately, you will need a translator from Polish). Greetings to the Author!
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Post by Sugar on Mar 13, 2015 3:28:43 GMT -5
I am so honoured that a woman like YOU,so intelligent and superior,recognised some of my flaws?! Well,yes. I have to admit it.I am a fallen woman, but I can assure you: I did not fall. I was pushed. But allow me to quetion your intentions. When a woman of your class insists a little too emphatically upon the inferiority of women like me, she is concerned not with our inferiority, but with her own superiority?!! Honey,I am Sugar and I feel for YOU!! However, you could spend your time with your superior clique (Julian Barnes and Angela Hewitt,surely!!) and I could spend mine with small characters like Plato, Simone de Beauvoir,Albert Camus, Charles Dickens,Thomas Pynchon,Jim Crace,David Mitchell....
I am pretty sure that you would enjoy reading 'At Phil & Joanna’s,Parts 1, 2, 3 and 4' recounting the inane conversations of a group of middle-aged yuppies, read less like amusing satires than like cartoon snapshots of the sort of snooty, liberal elites detested by Tea Party blowhards. The characters blather away pretentiously about wine, sex and the disappearance of classical references and Shakespeare quotations in crossword puzzles. One character says, “Did you see that French Champagne houses are thinking of relocating to England because soon it’ll be too warm for their grapes?” Another character (or perhaps the same one, it’s hard to tell) declares: “We are looking at a vista of grand reversal and inevitable, spectacular decline, when homo will become a lupus to homini again. As in the beginning so it was in the end.” Julian Barnes is so successfull in describing your world where most of the contemporary men and women inhabit a high-altitude world in which people dine on fricassee of rabbit and spend a lot of time worrying about things like their wine or reviews... I will spend my time reading another bad to the bone small writer www.spunk.org/texts/writers/camus/sp001174.txt
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