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All Of Us. All Of Us. We're Doomed.

Listen, Here's The Thing About An English Degree - If You Sat Somebody Down And Asked Them To Make A List Of The Writers They Admire Over The Last Hundred Years, See How Many Of Them Got A Degree In English.

Every Reiteration Of The Idea That _nothing Matters_ Debases The Human Spirit. Every Reiteration Of The Idea That There Is No Drama In Modern Life, There Is Only Dramatization, That There Is No Tragedy, There Is Only Unexplained Misfortune, Debases Us. It Denies What We Know To Be True. In Denying What We Know, We Are As A Nation Which Cannot Remember Its Dreams--like An Unhappy Person Who Cannot Remember His Dreams And So Denies That He Does Dream, And Denies That There Are Such Things As Dreams.

Our Job, As Writers Is To Do Our Jobs.

I've Always Been Fascinated By The Picaresque.