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blamebrampton) wrote2008-01-07 06:15 pm
blamebrampton) wrote2008-01-07 06:15 pm
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Dear Americans,
On the whole, I love you. I have long loved many of your countrymen, sometimes from afar as with Frank Capra and Katherine Hepburn, and sometimes from up close as with some very lucky young people in the 1980s and '90s.
I think your land is beautiful, your governments uniformly mad, your religious leaders alternately inspiring and depressing and your jazz miraculous.
But.
I would like to impose a rule on you all. If you cannot say the word penis, you may not handle, draw, write about or otherwise involve yourself with them. Babytalk derivatives do not count. Similarly, the F-bomb and C-bomb may no longer be. "That person used an expletive I am not comfortable with" or "Fuck me! She said cunt!" are your two options.
That is all, please go about your business.
With love,
Brammers
I think your land is beautiful, your governments uniformly mad, your religious leaders alternately inspiring and depressing and your jazz miraculous.
But.
I would like to impose a rule on you all. If you cannot say the word penis, you may not handle, draw, write about or otherwise involve yourself with them. Babytalk derivatives do not count. Similarly, the F-bomb and C-bomb may no longer be. "That person used an expletive I am not comfortable with" or "Fuck me! She said cunt!" are your two options.
That is all, please go about your business.
With love,
Brammers
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Look, I love Germany, went out with a great German boy for a while, one of the great loves of my life teaches German Philosophy in Berlin, but any nation so keen on nudity that still has people who say 'lulu' needs to be walled off. Do not despair, we will evacuate all the crazy people and then let the rest of you free again, having disposed of the lulu lot on a small South Pacific island.
(how does delicious fic work?)
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And delicious fic works a bit like chocolate. You only want to eat that small bite, read that one chapter, before class or before bed and then, before you blink twice, you ate the whole bar, read everything you can find by one author. Of course, you enjoy every second of it but afterward, you're sitting in front of your computer, the chocolate wrapping, sort of dazed and on a sugar rush and not altogether well but deleriously happy. That's delicious fic.
I will await the search and rescue party with tea, cookies and a helmet.
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Mmmmmmm chocolate fic ... you've just perfectly described my experience of fandom. I was here for ONE FIC, I tell you!
(Also, spelling, schmelling, this is lj, standards are relaxed.)
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I have the foreign language syndrom. Every time I spell something wrong I'm sure that someone will see it and decide, "look at that, someone doesn't speak our language properly." It's even worse in French.
And, believe me, we all came for juse one fic. I've yet to see anyone leave again, though.