This is just a thought I had that I wanted to get out. It's probably not even worthy of a whole post, but here it is anyway.
I really love reading great literature and it's an interest that consumes much of my time when I'm not either at work, studying, or working out. I don't watch tv, except for 2 shows, I don't game, and surprisingly enough, other than the blogging I do here, I'm not into the internet that much either. I mainly hang out here when I'm multitasking at work and yes, it's a no-no from work and I've been busted, but you only live once, right?
Anyway, I have quite a few favorite authors and poets, but Hemingway is definitely in the top 5. When I finish In Search of Lost Time, (which is going to take me awhile, I'm starting vol. 3 this weekend) I'm going to go back and read some of my favorite Hemingway novels, many of which my husband bought for me this year for my birthday at my request. I'm going to start with The Sun Also Rises. I said all that just to say this: To see someone like Ray Comfort take the memory of such an incredible, sagacious writer as Hemingway and use it for his own insipid and loathsome purposes was really stomach churning.
That is all.