“There is a cult of ignorance in the United States, and there always has been. The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that ‘my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.’”—
Morrison, has left and the real world is ready to take over the title. Ever since under the hood- consequently a good adap.- my attraction to Winick’s writing has always intrigued me with his characterizations. While one might be puzzled by J.T.’s hair, its just one of those things that if it really bothers you, in the end, will sit quiet well since due justice was given- but not when it comes to reality pounding.
-One of three and the launch is in Judd’s favor, he’s familiar with modern day dialog and seems to be casting a villain, that should have never been cast away.
-Really? After everything we’ve been through we’re just going to skip to “business”?
Daniel, is driving the car well into its red-line and not letting the engine overheat. The ease as he lets off on the acceleration going into the corners allows for the reader to catch up with all the action going around. It starts off with a beating and ends with a shooting, and the violence doesn’t seem to bother you because you know that its a bit two face.
Dick- You cant have what you want. I’m taking that away from you.
Nice, well you do have a new belt. “i’ll take it cause it fits you,”
“-you finally realize there is no turning back. No matter how often you imagine yourself younger, with time and space still stretched out wide enough to allow for procrastination, daydreaming, and bad dicisions, you now know deep down, if not in your soul, then in your sore lower back, that there is no longer time or room for false starts. Or, for that matter, for false modesty,
self-consciousness, squeamishness, or any other self-protective strategies that rational but naive adults devise to try to stave off embarrassment, discomfort, and pain.”—