It seems I will never learn that it is folly to download (and read) those 99-cent books touted by Amazon... and that without fail each of them was written by a rank beginner who has yet to learn the fundamentals of composition, editing, and even the basics of thinking, for that matter. But I cannot bring myself to pay the $15 to $17 and more they are currently asking for works of popular authors, such as Stephen King, et al.
Would you watch a crude and boorish TV show that captures celebrities at indelicate instants or in embarrassing situations, such as during the unintentional but loudly explosive emission of a great quantity of gas?
Would you allow your children to watch such a show?
Hell yes! I always loved hearing my kids laugh.
"It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation." --Herman Melville
While listening to a couple of old political hacks interacting with a young, attractive, long-legged, highly made-up young female news anchor, I heard one of the aging pundits proclaim about the American people: "They are not dangerously mad or demonstrably angry, it;s just that they suffer from an everlasting angst."
Of course I had no idea what that statement meant, if anything, and so, being the nosy- parker I am -- always -- I went online to inform and to further educate myself.
At one dictionary, here is what I found:
a feeling of deep anxiety or dread, typically an unfocused one about the human condition or the state of the world in general. informal:
a feeling of persistent worry about something trivial, as in, "my hair causes me angst".
Wikipedia says: "Angst means fear or anxiety."
After a short time of deep reflection, I decided that the conversation wasn't worth much to me, so I sat back down in my comfortable lounge chair, stretched out, relaxed with my feet up, and just continued to enjoy the sight of a brightly and tightly sheathed young female body with long shapely, naked legs prominently displayed who smiled at me so often and so femininely fetchingly.