I am having a lot of thoughts right now. It’s hard to keep up. This is absolutely an off-topic post, just rambling, more of a personal thing.
I think I’ve become so overweight I can now begin to use the term morbidly as a modifier when describing my condition. I’d decided things where getting out of hand when I tipped 210. Recently the scale has crossed over to 230 and I had a bit of a crisis. That’s really out of hand. It’s absurd. I remember how difficult it was to get up to 160, lo these many years ago. I guess I’ve gotten older and completely instead of mostly sedentary.
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- William Shakespeare: Dead. White. Male.
- Ben Jonson: Dead. White. Male.
- Howard Phillips Lovecraft: Dead. White (hoo-boy was he white). Male.
- James Joyce: Dead. White. Male.
- Edward John Moreton Drax Plunkett, 18th Baron of Dunsany: Dead. White. Male.
- C.S. Lewis: Dead. White. Male.
- J.R.R. Tolkien: Dead. White. Male.
- Henry Miller: Dead. White. Male.
- Phillip K. Dick: Dead. White. Male.
- William Burroughs: Dead. White. Male.
- Douglas Adams: Dead. White. Male.
I’m beginning to sense a trend here. A lot of these guys are Irish. But seriously, Johnny Cash really belongs on this list but I decided to keep it to the literary persuasion. And most of the actors I truly admire are still living (but still white and male), although probably not for a whole lot longer. But here is the kicker:
- Murakami Haruki: Living. Japanese. Male.
What is it that people say about 2 out of 3?
