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The Big Question 5/5 The End of the Beginning

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Fifteen years of thought and reding led me to the conclusion that I drew in the last instalment. Should I ever run into Petunia (from the first instalment) again. And, should we talk long enough for the subject to come up, I will be ready to pounce like a theoretical puma in a forest of hypothetical trees. Unfortunately, I don’t have several years to wait in the hope of bumping into her so about a week ago, in the interest of rounding off this introduction, I looked her up on Facebook. To my absolute horror, I discovered she had become an English teacher. I would have been happier if she was working developing chemical weapons or testing cosmetic products on animals. I would like to elaborate on her Saul-like conversion to literature: explaining in detail how my earlier, much less though out, defence of literature had sparked a passion for literature in her that was only rivalled in intensity by the unending physical pain she felt at the regret of dumping me. However, she ignored my friend request so I am on very shaky ground.


I am currently burried in reading through Shakespeare and the publishers keep putting out quality book after quality book, so I'm behind on my this year's fiction.  But I will try to keep updating this as much as I can.  


Until then, keep asking: is literature what makes us human?


Anyway, until the next installment...

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