Sometimes I think I have a similar problem - an unresolved (unresolvable?) fury with the sheer wrongness of so many things. An unwillingness merely to accept the status quo. I detect it in my writing - and try and mute it to mere backgound rage. (wry smile) 'A rebel I came, and I'm still the same, though my comrades' ghosts march beside me.' Anyway - the boys are going to see it tomorrow. I may go along.
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Date: 2008-06-23 07:12 pm (UTC)