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MorrisseyEnough Already: What I Really Like to Tell the Bores in My Life

“What is it with bores? I mean the sort of people who always have to hold the floor. They talk constantly at you, hurling their words like spears, each one tiny enough but nearly deadly in their collective effect. Almost all bores seem to have been born with, or to have developed, an amazing capacity: they can talk and take in air at the same time, so there’s never a moment to drop in your own two cents. On they go. They take no interest in you or anything about you; at best, you’re a stage prop in the one-person drama that they compose, produce, and star in. These are the people who like to proclaim that they are about to make a long story short, when what they usually do is make no story at all interminable. They’re the people who clear their throats, look you in the eye, and, with great finality, say, “My point is . . . ,” then proceed to ramble on with no point whatever in sight. They’re the people whose idea of human interaction seems to be turning up the volume on the monologue that’s always going on in their heads.” 

Here’s the thing though. There are people that are definitely “bores”. People that don’t have any idea what the word conversation means. But a 5 thousand word essay about people that can’t shut up sounds to me like a pot calling a kettle black. Interesting read nonetheless. Like the philosopher Mr Morrissey has cleverly pointed out: The world is full/ so full of crashing bores/ and I must be one/ cos no one ever turns to me to say: ‘take me in your arms / take me in your arms and love me’

via Give Me Something to Read

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