Special Blog Post:
The Book Meme
Noooo problem. Below is my flog on this dog of a blog jog.
You are stuck inside "Fahrenheit 451." Which book would you be?
- Uh, am I going to be one of the books that gets incinerated? If so, I'm going to be a big compilation of works by Henry David Thoreau. If I blow really hard, the flames will swiftly and completely engulf the book so the world will be spared Thoreau's excuses for and bragging about his self-absorbed, pathetically selfish existence, which far too many still mistake for liberalism from a man who fed the beast that would fester in its rightful form as the American brand of fascism. If I'm lucky, my flames will also take out some Ayn Rand drivel, too. If I really try hard, perhaps I can bring about a conflagration that also consumes the Left Behind bile.
If I'm going to be a book that people try to preserve, then I'm going to be the Holy Bible; but I'm certainly not going to be the King James Version: I'll take my chances being a better translation without all the silly, rustic, linguistic affectations that were silly, rustic, linguistic affectations even at the time the thing was first published.
If I'm going to be a book by a good writer, I'll probably be The Dark Wraith Has Spoken, provided such a New York Times slam-dunk best-seller is published before the flames start licking up around my dust jacket.
Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character?
- Good Lord, no. For Heaven's Sake. The Dark Wraith does not deviate from the tangible and entirely corporeal world. Sober, uncompromising, down-to-Earth reality: that's what it's all about for the Dark Wraith.
What is the last book you bought?
- The Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, 2nd Edition, F.N. Robinson, Ed. Purchased from a used books vendor at a country flea market. This one is in the original Middle English, and the previous owner had scribbled some interesting marginalia concerning dual and triple meanings with which Chaucer was playing.
What are you currently reading?
- This post as I type it.
Five books you would take to a deserted island:
- The Faerie Queen, by Edmund Spenser.
Simply stunning in rigorous poetic rhyme and meter through hundreds and hundreds of pages. It degrades modern poetics to blithering nonsense.
- The Canterbury Tales, by Geoffrey Chaucer.
Irreverent, brutally honest, with masterful use of language to both reveal and conceal meaning in disparate lives brought together, their stories to be told.
- London, by Edward Rutherford.
Sweeping account of a handful of families in London from the age of Celts to the 20th Century.
- The Oxford English Dictionary
On a desert island, I would finally be able to make it through the entire thing, provided I wasn't constantly being bothered by the cannibal raiding parties from the neighboring island.
- The New Penguin History of the World, by J.M. Roberts.
About as good as any for trying to figure out what the plot has been all along.
And now to pass the torch.
The Left Behind Child is herewith tapped because he is bright and has a refreshingly honest and ranging way of blogging.
Paradigm Shifter of Revolutionary Paradigm is also herewith tapped because he is exuberant, smart, and unafraid of learning.
And finally, Kiosan of Slightly Left of Center is tagged because she's a good blogger, and she deserves more notice. This might not get her much more notice, but it will surely cause her some aggravation, and suffering makes people stronger in their faith. (That's what people say, anyway. We shall see.)
The Dark Wraith has delivered the goods, and having delivered the goods, hands the package off to the next set of victims.