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June 10, 2008
I found myself talking to a 'little man' (his words) with a huge ego. Artist, celebrity, clown, whatever he was, the attitude he had to life made you at once stare in fascination, and gag. He is a preacher of the particular kind of chauvinism where (beautiful) women are adored as sources of inspiration, only to be ignored, discarded and abused the minute a new muse turns up on the horison. You are supposed to buy into his beliefs, yearn to be special for those five precious minutes, and not think about the inevitable fall from the pedestal. Stupid motherfucker.