Cartoons...

...are now at http://batsflewin.blogspot.com. Bow down in awe.

That is all.

I am the walrus

Let a hundred flowers bloom

My hundredth post. Well, technically, my hundred-and-first, but my ex made me take down one I wrote when I first had the blog (and we were still talking to each other), because he feared it might harm his future career. Despite the fact that it never mentioned his name or anything about him. Who'd have thought that someone who believed so strongly in liberty and justice would advocate censorship? Obsessive, paranoid people are a very bad thing, and I have stuck to my resolve never to date one again. (Admittedly, I did try very hard to break that rule, but was saved by the gentleman in question's refusal to become even slightly enamoured of me. His loss, naturally.)

Funny, I've been thinking about people from the past recently. And realised that they're rarely as much to blame as you think they are. It's so easy to solidify bad things that happen into one big lump of hatred and bitterness, but it just distorts your memory. The fact that someone treated you badly on a grand scale doesn't mean that you didn't do anything wrong. Being a victim doesn't make you a good person. Being a good person makes you a good person.

The quotation which entitles this post is from Mao Zedong. Which only goes to show that even crazy, despotic, genocidal maniacs can talk pretty.