by James Joyce
Most people are convinced that you don't make any sense, but compared
to what else you could say, what you're saying now makes tons of sense. What people do
understand about you is your vulgarity, which has convinced people that you are at once
brilliant and repugnant. Meanwhile you are content to wander around aimlessly, taking in
the sights and sounds of the city. What you see is vast, almost limitless, and brings you
additional fame. When no one is looking, you dream of being a Greek folk hero.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
I would very much like to be a Greek folk hero(ine); however, I dislike the thought of being considered vulgar and repugnant!
On the other hand, I'm afraid I can't think of Ulysses without giggling at that whole "and yes. yes" business because it always makes me think of the movie Back to School, when Sally Kellerman is reading Joyce, and Rodney Dangerfield get all *excited* if you get my drift...
Popular Culture has poisoned my brain.
I'd have never thought my personality was Joycean...but I am very, very Irish in terms of family background...so perhaps there's a bit of truth to the Book Quiz after all.