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Originally posted by LessinSF
Most socks go on ignore eventually, but you just hastened your journey. I'm not sure whether Dickens or Steinbeck is worse. Both are execrable. To prove my point, I would read Austen over either. Blech.
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Ignore away, but I would suggest bookmarking this post and re-reading it in 30 years. In any place other than the old babyboomers retirement home, the mention of HST will evoke a universal "who?", while the mention of Dickens, or for that matter Austen will resonate as vibrantly as they do today.
HST, while mildly entertaining, was a generational chimera, destined to flame out as a bitter memory of a bygone and irrelevantly failed counterculture movement. Even he was aware of his team's ultimate loss and his own growing irrelevance and he responded with the typical gracelessly self-absorbed bitterness and ad hominen hatred of his 60s ilk (an affectation that your post mimics brilliantly-perhaps you should move to NewYork with the rest of the narcisstic CotUers). He is no better than Ward Churchill. Just older. And deader.
