Hey, shakedown invited me to guest-write for this blog, and it’s my honor. Although I plan to throw some original material up here soon, I saw this quote, and I just had to post it.

… Harry [a fisherman] scowled at a picture of a French girl in a bikini.

Fred, understanding that he seemed a bleak, sexless person to Harry, tried to prove that Harry had him wrong. He nudged Harry, man-to-man.

“Like that, Harry?” he asked.

“Like what?”

“The girl there.”

“That’s not a girl. That’s a piece of paper.”

“Looks like a girl to me,” Fred leered.

“Then you’re easily fooled,” said Harry. “It’s done with ink on a piece of paper. That girl isn’t lying there on the counter. She’s thousands of miles away, doesn’t even know we’re alive. If this was a real girl, all I’d have to do for a living would be to stay home and cut out pictures of big fish.”

— from God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater, by Kurt Vonnegut