And the reader of this copy of Norse Myths must be from Jötunheimr, homeland of the Giants, because homeboy is tall! I don’t know if you can tell from my creepy crappy photo, but he has to duck to stand in the middle part of the train.
Yes, the fact that this young lady is chewing on her pencil while reading Freud hasn’t escaped my attention, but come on. What kind of blog do you think this is? It’s the kind in which
my super-ego I would commend this girl for being able to not only read Freud’s “Civilization and its Discontents” on the train, but also underline stuff. Although that means she’s not “Please hold on”-ing and could lose her balance and fall on someone. Unless that’s what she really wants? I wonder why she hates her mother.
The opening lines of this books are actually quite interesting, and if indicative of the rest of it, I could understand the need to have a pencil at
It is impossible to escape the impression that people commonly use false standards of measurement –that they seek power, success and wealth for themselves and admire them in others, and that they underestimate what is of true value in life.