I keep getting visitors to an old blog post of mine called
The Curious Case of the Russian Porn Site. It seems they’re looking for Russian
porn sites, which I find disturbing since I hate porn.
It’s quite interesting, taking an honest look at myself now
that I’ve dropped the role playing. I’m seeing things more clearly. I’ve
discovered, for example, that I have a pretty deep dislike of showbusiness,
too. It seems so pretentious, disingenuous, ego-ridden and artificial. All lurid
colours and no substance, like candyfloss. The media are obsessed with it, the
public are obsessed with celebrity, and the celebrities are obsessed with an
inflated sense of their own worth. I saw two of the young actors from the Harry
Potter films being interviewed tonight. Awful.
I met Sarah in the lane again today. Her little cocker
spaniel is the sweetest dog you could ever wish to meet. She looked at me
lovingly and tolerantly while I played with her big woolly ears (the dog, that
is.)
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