I enjoy arguing from alternate viewpoints from my own. In fact, that is why I always enjoyed posting with "GOP-Controlled Whortense" and my ill-fated "Satan" moniker. That's probably why I haven't stormed out of FYM a long time ago out of disgust. Despite the fact that it makes my blood boil from time to time, I get a kick out of it.
When it comes down to it, I am a big fan of not only U2's politics and religion, but also the way they did it. In fact, I think this was half of the reason why I became as big of a U2 fan as I am. The character of Mr. MacPhisto is sheer brilliance to me. In a way, I think, prancing around in a quasi-Satan outfit preaching the beauty of greed was far more effective than their righteous crusades of the 1980s.
Of course, some people will never get the joke.
Comments?
Melon
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"He had lived through an age when men and women with energy and ruthlessness but without much ability or persistence excelled. And even though most of them had gone under, their ignorance had confused Roy, making him wonder whether the things he had striven to learn, and thought of as 'culture,' were irrelevant. Everything was supposed to be the same: commercials, Beethoven's late quartets, pop records, shopfronts, Freud, multi-coloured hair. Greatness, comparison, value, depth: gone, gone, gone. Anything could give some pleasure; he saw that. But not everything provided the sustenance of a deeper understanding." - Hanif Kureishi, Love in a Blue Time
When it comes down to it, I am a big fan of not only U2's politics and religion, but also the way they did it. In fact, I think this was half of the reason why I became as big of a U2 fan as I am. The character of Mr. MacPhisto is sheer brilliance to me. In a way, I think, prancing around in a quasi-Satan outfit preaching the beauty of greed was far more effective than their righteous crusades of the 1980s.
Of course, some people will never get the joke.
Comments?
Melon
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"He had lived through an age when men and women with energy and ruthlessness but without much ability or persistence excelled. And even though most of them had gone under, their ignorance had confused Roy, making him wonder whether the things he had striven to learn, and thought of as 'culture,' were irrelevant. Everything was supposed to be the same: commercials, Beethoven's late quartets, pop records, shopfronts, Freud, multi-coloured hair. Greatness, comparison, value, depth: gone, gone, gone. Anything could give some pleasure; he saw that. But not everything provided the sustenance of a deeper understanding." - Hanif Kureishi, Love in a Blue Time
