The New York Times shows its flippant, arrogant, and decidedly vapid soul in the review of The Golden Compass, Philip Pullman's pied piper attempt at atheism on the half-shell. When Pullman shills, as with Rowling's late-blooming perception of Dumbledore's gay-ness (How the hell does she know? She's only the author), the world is diminished from the true, good, and beautiful. Dithering does NOT qualify as reality. It's called "vertigo of the imagination."
Thursday, December 6, 2007
NYT - Oh the humanity
The New York Times shows its flippant, arrogant, and decidedly vapid soul in the review of The Golden Compass, Philip Pullman's pied piper attempt at atheism on the half-shell. When Pullman shills, as with Rowling's late-blooming perception of Dumbledore's gay-ness (How the hell does she know? She's only the author), the world is diminished from the true, good, and beautiful. Dithering does NOT qualify as reality. It's called "vertigo of the imagination."
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