Milan Kundera

Can you remember the unbearable lightness of being? It was fashionable for a time.

It just struck me how writing comments on other blogs is a bit like that. You decide to dribble the potent seed of your wisdom upon the minds of another blog's readers, and yet in your glorious 15 seconds of fame, you cock it up utterly with trivial, yet fucking hilarious, spelling mistakes and grammatical blunders.

And then you can't go back to correct them. So you're frozen forever in your foolishness, like a man skating on thin ice who falls through and is stuck fast in his eternal indignity so that others might laugh, or, those who are more philosophical, thank the gods that it wasn't them.

That is unbearable.