FLG was really hoping he could leave the issue at one post, but Todd Seavey's continuing Month of Haters is just crazy. FLG has been forced into simile to adequately express his feelings.
Reading Todd Seavey's blog is like watching him laugh maniacally while sodomizing himself with a morning star.
One can only hope, for his sake, that he is crying on the inside. Otherwise, all is lost for him.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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It's sordid, which lends it a certain voyeuristic fascination. However, if I were his friend, I'd be worried about his mental state.
You know what this reminds me of?
William Hazlitt and Sarah Walker.
Of course, poor Seavey is no Hazlitt. He lacks the latter's style, genius, and historical importance. And what he's doing now will never add up to some modern Liber Amoris. But the compulsion to define a much younger woman who finally rejected his advances as little more than a "lodging house decoy" is very much the same.
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