Ah! the two-word epithet that is turned, by analysis and discussion, into another two-word epithet: Snakey Stunt/Rat Move. I had never before, I think, heard of a Rat Move, but I understood what is meant by it the instant I heard it. Watching this video, bearing in mind that the subject--the man--so defined (Snake/Rat) is, by nature and in character, much less than a man--I can only hope that it does not also serve to remind the casual, vulgar, heterosexual majority of us that he's gay. He was graduated Magna Cum Laude at Harvard, remember, and was a Rhodes Scholar. Howbeit he remains a pathetic liar.
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous.
The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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