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Why is this too solid flesh not melting? (![[info]](http://www.journalfen.net/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} apoplexia) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.journalfen.net/img/community.gif){kind=small} otf_wank, |
Hey, Max has his admirers too:
Yes, clichés are there for a reason, and Max knows it. Clichés are the droning sounds that insects make as they bleed away their lives in mindless servitude to the hive mind of Conformity. In other words, clichés are the language of the common man, and though to Max, the argot of the common man is as alien a tongue as the strange, gibbering dialect of the aboriginal Walmajarri, he will use our language to communicate with us... and employ it with the easy precision of a born polyglot. Burton comes to mind again.
Now this boy can write!
Yes, clichés are there for a reason, and Max knows it. Clichés are the droning sounds that insects make as they bleed away their lives in mindless servitude to the hive mind of Conformity. In other words, clichés are the language of the common man, and though to Max, the argot of the common man is as alien a tongue as the strange, gibbering dialect of the aboriginal Walmajarri, he will use our language to communicate with us... and employ it with the easy precision of a born polyglot. Burton comes to mind again.
Now this boy can write!
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