Recently, when I read a poem by Michael Ondaatje with what I thought were references to Ak Ramanujan I got excited but I had an appropriate metaphor to describe my joy. Girl on Girl action. Not Maddona kissing Brittany Spears. Maddona kissing Marilyn Monroe.
But I am feeling terrible in adequate this moment because I now have Germaine Greer and Hari Kunzru writing about Shilpa Shetty. How blessed I am but so bereft of words. Its the moon landing but better.
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