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WARNING: AN EMOTIONAL ASS LOVE LETTER TO THE War Room.
I might check Railsea. If I may ask what books would you say define your youth? (this extends to all the loungers. @Sketch @Limbo Pete @irish_thug @Andy Capp and @HereticBD I really would like to know this from y'all)
I read a lot, but I find that page turning anticipation of fiction kind of lost from modern literature. It's honestly one of the saddest parts of the internet age, a words worth is almost meaningless now. It's so sad to me. In my studies I came across a letter that was almost hard to believe. (I got the book off the shelf for this)
Of course.. it's Zinn, in reference to free educated black children in the North about slavery in the south. This is a quote from a free black girl, knowing what was happening down south. Just listen, a seven year old, I swear we've lost the meaning of speech and it's going to take incredible writers to bring it back, or at least aspiring writers to suffer for it, anyway her words..
" Dear schoolmates, we are going next summer to buy a farm and to work part of the day and to study the other part if we live to see it and come home part of the day to see our mothers and sisters and cousins if we got any and see our kind folks and to be good boys and when we get a man to get the poor slaves from bondage. And I am sorrow to hear that the boat... went down with 200 poor slaves from up the river. Oh how sorrow I am to hear that. It grieves my heart so that I could faint in one minute."
Brilliant isn't it? "Grieves my heart so", the weight of it. I used to get beat up by a cunty stepmother for over ten years, who couldn't read, because big words made me sound like a "f*ggot" but yet. I know this sounds rather pathetic, but I want you guys to know. I've had a really rough go of it since this started. I worked really hard, I quit living a life on the road, I lived my life my way, found a wonderful job, have a beautiful apartment, even, for the first time in my life had savings. Those were drained so quickly, I saved my money with the unemployment, first time in my life I ever took a handout, after all I'm a man who survived only on bus fare and doing a show three states over for a slice of pizza, because that was my life. I finally found a home.What a live I've lead, but God did it feel good to have a home. Not a friends couch in a random state headlining a show I spent $100 to get drooling against the window of a greyhound watchin Texas turn to Colorado. A real home. A beautiful decorated apartment. The last of my savings is gone now but I'm not too afraid. Truth be told I'm not good at being an adult, I was stoked to finally learn, even though I'm fucking thirty two (an age I never thought I'd reach mind you)
Anyway, I just want to let you guys know that you've been my saving grace, and I really want to write this dumbass millenial manifesto thing, but I'm glad I know y'all, and you guys inspire the fuck outt of me. Sorry for another long winded post but... yeah. I'm a bit lost right now and it makes me very upset.
I expect this will sound trite, but I know the feeling you're expressing in the last part. I was in a similar position about 10 or so years ago. Had a nice apartment, settled in after living there a few years, wasn't ever planning to leave, had a decent job, then everything went to shit (long story) and suddenly I was broke and unemployed and had to move and ditch half my stuff. But keep your head up, man. This is discouraging but discouraging shit happens. Life is long and there's going to be plenty of occasions where it will go the other way, supremely encouraging shit will happen. I firmly believe anyone whose life is full of woe just didn't get to live long enough. I was at my lowest low but I was determined not to give up on life. Now, I am married coming up on 8 years and I live in a beautiful downtown condo a 5 minute walk from everywhere and I mainly have only the issues in my own mind to deal with.
[Edit:] Now, to answer your question, I devoured mysteries and horror but what really got me where I lived was science fiction and fantasy. The Foundation Series and Robot series by Asimov, the Dune books by Herbert, The Lord of the Rings, of course, all really influenced my thinking but there was lots of other stuff too, Ray Bradbury, Harlan Ellison, et al. Piers Anthony and Spider Robinson helped me embrace my love for puns, for example. I never read much Heinlein and I regret that. And it was the 70's so of course there was the spy shit. My father was big on the subject so I naturally read all his John le Carre and it helped a lot with making my world view more realistic and less idealized. Truth being stranger than fiction, I wonder if you've heard of the Kim Philby story, just out of curiosity.
But all that was when I was young. I have to admit I'm not all that well read, especially for my age. There are multiple reasons for that but it's mostly because instead I've read a lot of non-fiction online, scholarly articles and the like but I really haven't read many books in the last 20 years. I should change that.
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