Words to Live By -

Words to Live By - The blogosphere is full of people who wear their emotions on their sleeves. For whom animus comes easily.

I'm one of them, of course.

They - and I - should read this Lileks piece, which puts it into better perspective:

If a Baldwin offend thee, change the channel. I don’t hate Michael Moore, I pity him - he’s going to die in 15 years of a massive coronary on a cold tiled bathroom floor, awash in the blasts of his emptied bowels, his autopsy photos posted to The Smoking Gun's new 3D holographic photo section. People in Hollywood may be idiots; they may be full of sophomoric moralizing, they may trot off to Baghdad and play the puppet for a megalomaniac toddler-torturer, but I can’t hate them. You have to husband that emotion and spend it carefully. Once, twice, maybe three times in your life you’ll come across someone who just plain needs hatin’. Hitler. Bin Laden. Stalin. Barris. Check, check, check, Chuck.

One needs to have priorities.

And Barris would be one of mine.

Posted by Mitch at January 9, 2003 07:13 AM