Originally Posted Thursday, August 15, 2013
I did it again. I've stayed in bed way too long and now am rushed and harried once more. I must rush. I've had to skip lolling over the news today, rushing through the Times, skipping over all the tempting articles. All news outlets are full of Egyptian troubles.
What did I tell you about the "Arab Spring"? Look back. You'll see. I said it was not at all what the press was making it out to be.
O.K. That doesn't make me a genius or even prove that I am well informed. In fact, I'm not. But I know things.
I was right several times about the nuclear disaster in Japan.
I'm a goddamned oracle, I am. A freaking Madame Sosostris.
But who cares about that. It doesn't make you any friends. People don't like you any more for it. Who falls in love with an oracle? I would like to be in love this weekend with someone easy, someone with whom to simply eat and drink and wander through cafes and shops together, someone who laughs sweetly and glances at me when I say the silly things I say, someone who thinks I am charming. Fuck being right. I'd rather be loved.
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