new Nursery Rhyme
Little Dog A
fears Big Dog B
But what he should watch for
is Little Cat C.
I see this illustrated in post-war retro style, slightly mathematical, what say you?
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IQ.org wonders me: Anderson Cooper and Julian Assange are both the same age (approximately), look very alike, yet it's as if they had their souls switched. You'd kind of expect a fellow from old money, a great university, and a world traveler, to talk about things with a learned perspective and to have some kind of depth. You'd expect a guy who spends most of his life bent over a keyboard and a lifestyle described as "monastic" to have little background in literature, be allergic to the outdoors, and have an inner life that's dull, dull, dull.
However, "Dispatches" reads like...well, it sounds like the dutiful scrivenings of a college student trying to turn in a term paper. "Um, well...I'm Anderson Cooper, and my mom is Gloria Vanderbilt....yeah, that Vanderbilt...not like I'm stuck-up about it, though....and, well, my father died, and I don't remember much before that...I went to Yale, and then my brother killed himself..." and I'm bored to death. Education? "I'm kind of dyslexic..." His accounts of the conflicts he's witnessed are troubling, but there's very little there there.
fears Big Dog B
But what he should watch for
is Little Cat C.
I see this illustrated in post-war retro style, slightly mathematical, what say you?
Reading
IQ.org wonders me: Anderson Cooper and Julian Assange are both the same age (approximately), look very alike, yet it's as if they had their souls switched. You'd kind of expect a fellow from old money, a great university, and a world traveler, to talk about things with a learned perspective and to have some kind of depth. You'd expect a guy who spends most of his life bent over a keyboard and a lifestyle described as "monastic" to have little background in literature, be allergic to the outdoors, and have an inner life that's dull, dull, dull.
However, "Dispatches" reads like...well, it sounds like the dutiful scrivenings of a college student trying to turn in a term paper. "Um, well...I'm Anderson Cooper, and my mom is Gloria Vanderbilt....yeah, that Vanderbilt...not like I'm stuck-up about it, though....and, well, my father died, and I don't remember much before that...I went to Yale, and then my brother killed himself..." and I'm bored to death. Education? "I'm kind of dyslexic..." His accounts of the conflicts he's witnessed are troubling, but there's very little there there.
Assange, on the other hand is, by turns, lyrical, technical, sensual. He rewrites a classic Zen story in his own words, muses over the problems of being smart in a stupid world, and shows a lively interest in everything around him.
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