New Moon comes out on Friday *mouth-made fart noise* and the kiddies are all abuzz with giddy anticipation at watching effeminate guys and attractive girls run around the screen and posture like they intend to do some acting. As a society we are so ready to be obsessed with something. To me it reflects our overall dissatisfaction at being alive.
Maslow would laugh at Western civilizations per capita
self-actualization. How many of us can look at ourselves approvingly? No one is looking at you on the internet right now. You can be honest. I am as much at fault on this point as the next person. The difference with me is I can recognize crap better (e.g. New Moon/Twilight.)
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