I've been called psychotic more times that I care to recount. Do you really think, madam, that this bit of besmirching will hinder me from my goal?
I've not got a lot of time, but I can promise that this week, there shall be a story. I'm feeling all tingly and creative and I think the only way to truly resolve that is to unleash the madness stored in my brain upon the world. How very fortunate for you, right? Right.
You know what I really want to do? I'm not sure if anyone who reads this blog also reads that other blog about thoughts (you know I'm the deep thoughts, he's the misconstrued ones) but every Thursday recently, Jerm's been telling an ongoing story about Elbert. The story manages to lure you into a trap of sentimentality and sympathy before it snaps the harsh reality of life upon the unsuspectingly sappy. In a few words, I'm loving it. (A lot more than McDonald's, I might add) I have long stated that sentimentality is just a ploy to make things that would otherwise be viewed as creepy or even (gasp) insane appear to be perfectly normal, or even (double gasp) cute. This is particularly true in literature and movies. Don't get me wrong, in real life, there are times when there is a need for some sympathy and compassion, but when its, "Aww, look at the old man, he's putting dog food out on his back porch for a dog he doesn't have to keep a promise to a dead son," I don't see the need. Sure that seems sweet, but to me, that screams insanity.
Of course, we're talking about Jerm here, and to be honest, I forsee a relatively soft ending where Elbert dies before he can accomplish his goal of infamy (you really should've been following this on his site you know). And if you're like me, which I hope for your sakes that you're not, you'll be disappointed, because a soft ending would just be a pillow-cushioned drop back to sentimentality, and then what's been accomplished? Not much. The reader feels at ease and goes on believing that insanity that is thinly veiled behind "emotional" destitution is okay. Bah, I say! Harrumph, I add! And what is more, you can look forward to the story of Elbert as is told by the slightly. . .different mind of Javann. Hmmm. . .that sounds a bit sinister. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!