I just found myself cuing up the next book and then I noticed that it was by a man for whom I have great professional distaste. After a moment of reflection I decided he could join the other crappy books I've thrown over the rail into the waters of the Pacific Ocean. Back in the days when any reading material was precious to me, throwing books into the sea was a real testament to how awful they were. I don't remember their names but this one, I know him. He probably deserves to be eaten by sharks.
As terrible as they were, their consumption won't harm fish or other marine life and they're probably easier to swallow with a little salt anyway.
One wonders where and how you found the graphic that accompanies this post.ReplyDelete
I think throwing books into the sea would be a highly satisfying critique. It don't get more final than that.
When you're 200 miles off the coast of Baja and two of the books were the 'entertainment' you brought to read on the way to Cabo, it was more agonizing. Still, there were only 2 of us, the boat was 40 feet long and it didn't sail itself. It's not like I lacked things to do on the trip.Delete
"This is not a book to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force."ReplyDelete
D. Parker (perhaps)
Some of them soared across oceans as I threw them forcefully into the sea. None have yet reached the embalm, cremate and bury-at-sea advice that Churchill once offered.Delete