| February
11, 2003
talk
is cheap
I suppose
this eventually happens to every person who talks for a living. One
minute I was droning on as I have for over twenty years; the next
minute I was giggling like a naked man who'd lost his gerbil. I suddenly
realized that talk, aside from being cheap, is incredibly, irredeemably
silly. I mean, does the world really need another infomercial
salesman telling us that the knife he used to cut through an old boot,
alas, cannot be found in stores? Should we encourage the career of
yet another souffle-haired, Nehru-jacketed evangelist? Must I give
one more phony-ass summation?
Only
if I wish to eat. |