Obviously, the place to go on the intertubes today is the Werepoet’s site for the close reading of one of those masterpieces that justify all the effort humankind made 2 million years ago to stand up on its hind legs, to wit: Starship’s We built this city on Rock n Roll. George Saunders, eat your heart out.
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Oh dear. As the youngsters write these days, tl;dr. Besides, what of the old saw that the opposite of love isn't hatred but indifference?
There are surely more wretched songs, but I can't think of them right now. Nor do I want to.
—et alia
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