November 28 Edition
The Cathedral of Monte Cristo
"I know, right?" he told the person at the other end. "Listen, people will believe what they want to believe. That's the way of the world. They don't want ivory-tower quality, they want tittilation, so we tittilate them. It's called public service. What's the point of changing their lives? They don't even want to raise their consciousness. What they want is black and white, with a bad-to-the-bone villain and a hero with a pure heart. No gray areas. Moral dilemma is good but we need sex. You know why most always root for the underdog? Because they know he'll eventually win; it's inevitable. And when he does, they share the victory and it becomes a part of their own achievements. What a long strange trip across the universe. Hmmm. Weh! Really? O-M-G, that's a good angle! I like the way your mind works! It's you! Give me an outline, uh, today's Thursday, um, tonight! Well, that's it pansit! See you later alligator, for a while crocodile, cure your reptile dysfunction, okay?"
To Be Continued Next Saturday
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
This piece is part of the first draft of a story I'm writing today that touches on, among other subjects, the controversial book Holy Blood, Holy Grail. I decided not to include it because the point I'm making has nothing to do with religion.
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