Finally we have an explanation for Dick Morris.
On an isolated Indonesian island, scientists have discovered skeletons of a previously unknown human species -- tiny, Hobbit-sized figures who lived among dwarf elephants and giant lizards as recently as 12,000 years ago.
-- Americans are growing taller and getting fatter. (Still shorter than the Dutch, though.)
-- The taller candidate usually wins Presidential elections.
--"He was an inch, perhaps two, under six feet..." That's how Conrad's masterpiece Lord Jim begins. How is it possible I can't find any literature freaks who have analyzed Dubya through a Conradian lens? (For example, the first sentence is a clue that Jim doesn't quite measure up.) Dwell on some of Roderick Blyth's points:
What is interesting about Jim is that the flaw, in his case, lies in his romantic idealism. He is, as the older, and more world-weary narrator emphasises, deeply romantic, highly imaginative, and extremely idealistic.
The reader is given to understand that the narrator, at least, regards these qualities, on which so much store is sometimes set, as being of at least doubtful value. However natural they are to youth, they are, in themselves, not only an obstacle to a true understanding of the world, but treacherous to the exercise of practical virtue.
Jim is inarticulate, self-obsessed, easily duped, and ultimately destroyed by his tendency to refer everything around him to the way in which he perceives himself.
There is a tension in the book between the codes by which ordinary and unsung men live their lives of duty and self-sacrifice, and the ambitions of those who, in their own view at least, transcend the rules because they are born to a higher destiny.
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The moral may well be that romantic idealists are dangerous to themselves, and to those around them
Turnabout is fair play:
-- "Lurch" has been an overused epithet this year for obvious reasons. Woody Allen, though, has a great line about a tall guy in Annie Hall (#17). He calls him a "Pituitary Case"-- very witty!
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* Shere Hite is the most famous alumnus from my high school. The school honored less famous graduates over the years with pictures and plaques, but would never mention her.
