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Hermann Hesse's Siddhartha is a formidable contender for suckiest novel EVVVVAAA!

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I smell a new poll thread!

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I'm 20 pages from the end of The Sea and just chomping at the bit to shoot my wad about it

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You know, there are specialist sites where you could go do this sort of thing.

If you were genuinely interested in exchanging thoughts and ideas on great literature, that is.

But of course, that's not what you're after, is it? Your game is a rather feeble effort to appear well read and smart in front of a bunch of people you assume - almost certainly incorrectly - are less well read and smart than yourself.

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drive Shelle far from us

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*slaps forehead* How do I keep forgetting what a bunch of fags you are?

Extremists on both sides are driving the bus. Not just that, but they've persuaded the rest of us to pay to have the bus converted into a tank, and we're not allowed to look outside to see for ourselves what's really going on.

Yeah, well. When I say suckiest EVVVAAAR, I mean, simply, that it sucks. There's bound to be some volume of Mills and Boon or whatever that blows it outta . . . . . . Bombay . . .

But given that Siddhartha was supposedly about spiritual development/the meaning of life, etc., it all seemed incredibly cliched and old and superficial. Plus Hesse (or the translator . . . but, yeah, actually, probably Hesse) decided to detail every little thought that went through people's heads that became so formulaic I began to anticipate sentences eight lines in advance. Most spiritual books/manuals benefit from a simplified style, but this one really got on my tits.

Just in case anyone wanted a justification . . .

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the translator . . . but, yeah, actually, probably Hesse

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Jesus was a masochist. (according to my translation of the bible)

You see, darling...my ass does belong on your face! You just don't know it yet.

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Jesus was a masochist. (according to my translation of the bible)

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Fuckengoodonezing!

Extremists on both sides are driving the bus. Not just that, but they've persuaded the rest of us to pay to have the bus converted into a tank, and we're not allowed to look outside to see for ourselves what's really going on.

Shellebert, you appear to be perturbed. I apologize that I have no opinion to share about Gene Simmons or you.

I regret you don't care to post anything that hasn't just now popped into your elongated head.

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*slaps forehead*

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May I suggest accessorizing with a cast-iron skillet?

This year's Booker Prize winner, The Sea, by John Banville, is only 195 pages long, about the same length as the last book you read (Nancy Drew and the Mystery of the KY Jelly in Daddy's Toolbox). Why don't you put down your Cosmo and give it a go?

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Kid, you've paid your dues...dues and dues. ~J. Tweedy

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Shelle says: But of course, that's not what you're after, is it? Your game is a rather feeble effort to appear well read and smart in front of a bunch of people you assume - almost certainly incorrectly - are less well read and smart than yourself

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power2charm confirms: this year's blah blah, The Sea, by blah Banville, is only blah pages long, about blah, I'm so much smarter than you, blah

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You see, darling...my ass does belong on your face! You just don't know it yet.

Ah right. *That* The Sea, not Iris Murdoch's tautologically titled novel. I was very impressed by Birchwood, an earlier novel of Banville's, which I guess I'd like to elaborate on if the Irish potato famine wasn't still taboo in these parts.

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Shelle: Fuckengoodonezing!

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I don't get it. Are you being cliquey again? I don't like cliques. Cliques are what ruin TW. TW should be for everyone.

Problem: Shelle posting to tell the rest of TW she 'got' a joke.

Solution: Bozo Shelle. <-- worked up into dogz-like apoplexy.

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Shellebert, you appear to be perturbed

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You're worse at reading mood on the internet than you are at reviewing books or movies. And that's saying something.

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I regret you don't care to post anything that hasn't just now popped into your elongated head.

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You may not, but others find them post-worthy.

You, on the other hand, can take a sure fire winner like "The Oscars" and kill it. I bet if anyone else had started that thread, anyone, it would have led to more discussion. It's no wonder you're reduced to begging someone, anyone, to revive your old threads.

And let's not even mention the embarrassment that was the egg nog thread.

Now, who is getting your Goethe?



1. Ob's stürmt oder schneit,
Ob die Sonne uns lacht,
Der Tag glühend heiß
Oder eiskalt die Nacht.
Bestaubt sind die Gesichter,
Doch froh ist unser Sinn,
Ist unser Sinn;
Es braust unser Panzer
Im Sturmwind dahin.

2. Mit donnernden Motoren,
Geschwind wie der Blitz,
Dem Feinde entgegen,
Im Panzer geschützt.
Voraus den Kameraden,
Im Kampf steh'n wir allein,
Steh'n wir allein,
So stoßen wir tief
In die feindlichen Reihn.

3. Wenn vor uns ein feindliches
Heer dann erscheint,
Wird Vollgas gegeben
Und ran an den Feind!
Was gilt denn unser Leben
Für unsres Reiches Heer?
Ja Reiches Heer?
Für Deutschland zu sterben
Ist uns höchste Ehr.

4. Mit Sperren und Minen
Hält der Gegner uns auf,
Wir lachen darüber
Und fahren nicht drauf.
Und droh'n vor uns Geschütze,
Versteckt im gelben Sand,
Im gelben Sand,
Wir suchen uns Wege,
Die keiner sonst fand.

5. Und läßt uns im Stich
Einst das treulose Glück,
Und kehren wir nicht mehr
Zur Heimat zurück,
Trifft uns die Todeskugel,
Ruft uns das Schicksal ab,
Ja Schicksal ab,
Dann wird uns der Panzer
Ein ehernes Grab.

Extremists on both sides are driving the bus. Not just that, but they've persuaded the rest of us to pay to have the bus converted into a tank, and we're not allowed to look outside to see for ourselves what's really going on.

It seems Diamond Dave didn't see any value in updating this thread which was designed specifically to air complaints exactly like the ones he plastered over half a dozen threads in recent days. I'm gonna try to synopsise for record's sake:

Problem

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[diamonddave] That is what alot [sic] on non TW people don't get about this site. The Bowie content on the boards is super at times but the blatent [sic] rude attitude of alot [sic]of the coffee shop posters leaves many scratching their heads.

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His Proposed *ahem* Solution . . .
- Evan 'taking control'.
- Monkeyboy and Strawman 'buying a joke book'.

Now, I kinda lost interest in the larger arguments but I came away with the impression of an additional improvement I'd like to see implemented here.

Problem
Self-righteous cockferrets who use TW as a tool to condemn the actions and postings of others which they self-admittedly 'don't get'.

Solution
Annoying the self-righteous cockferrets who are tools.

Now I'm yet to decide what form it's gonna take, but I wager if we make a concerted effort to strike him with a salvo of 'backdoor burglary' jokes, that'll start to rattle him.

A lot of suggestions and painful changes afoot, I know, but don't worry, cuz Dave's gonna save us!


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