The Boy Who Could But Didn’t » “Er… excuse me, who are you?”

29 October, 2005

“Er… excuse me, who are you?”

What a wonderful metaphor for humanity. They see an empty space - they must fill it with their own echoes.

I thought it would be a giggle, something to do. But within minutes I became exasperated.

I mean, how… rude! Are these people like this in real life? Would they walk into your house from off the street, straight past you, and begin throwing films from your dvd shelf, loudly declaring which ones are worth having and which aren’t? With every other comment I heard a paraphrase of Tim Curry’s camp hiss from The Rocky Horror Picture Show in my head: “I didn’t make it for YOU!”

Everyone has an opinion and thinks everyone else must hear it. Or is it just that every Cletus has a dvd player now? Would there be the same clumsy arrogance on a website dedicated to one’s top 20 Russian Impressionists? “Dude, Kabozev rocks, but Rotnitski is way overrated.”

Oh do fuck off.

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