I still don’t have one.
You mind your own business, and I’ll mind mine.
I still don’t have one.
You mind your own business, and I’ll mind mine.
You only thought you were safe from politics here. I’m going to make an endorsement. Why not? Everyone else is doing it.
So I’d like to endorse…Pulp!
Wait, what, you thought I was talking governmental politics? When our choices are most likely going to boil down to a nut with two boobs or a boob with two nuts? Not on your life. I’ll be glad when all of that is over. (But then it’s never really over, is it? It just reboots.)
I’m talking about literary politics. I don’t want to be told what to read. I don’t want to read something because it’s good for me, will broaden my horizons, or expand my social consciousness. I want entertainment when I read, not socially relevant message fiction. I want plot, action, characterization, dialogue. Most of all I want fun.
I’m going to vote for pulp with my dollars. I urge you to do the same.
I’m Keith, and I approved this message.
You should always squeeze your trigger, not pull it.