Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Teaching a young horse new tricks
In the book, a young impetuous horse (something of a douchebag pony bitch if you ask me) learns that doing drugs is bad, mmmmmkkkk? That's about it. Actually, there's much more to this simplistic racist drivel, but frankly what scares me most is that the author has 8 children, and only two of them had by 1991 figured out how to escape her clutches. Not surprisingly, the publisher, Vantage Press, is a vanity press, i. e. it makes money from authors paying to print books instead of actually selling them. There's basically no quality control whatsoever. http://www.vantagepress.com/Read it if you dare. I wanted to laugh, but I was so busy crying inside that even my best clown training was all for naught. Oh, and this after last night on the terrace at the Musical Box (I say "terrace", but those that know it will recognise my aggrandisement of the place) we were ousted by a bunch of Hippies with their twirly rags. One of them, once she'd figured out how to twirl them without punching herself in the face, actually said this as she flapped the two bits of fabric around the alternate reality that was her arse, face, and the pounds of unruly lard in-between: "Yeah, this is great, I can feel the soul of the earth"Hippies. | ||
