Stolen from az, who stole it from Archie. And scary-accurate, to say the least.

You’re Ulysses!
by James Joyce
Most people are convinced that you don’t make any sense, but compared to what else you could say, what you’re saying now makes tons of sense. What people do understand about you is your vulgarity, which has convinced people that you are at once brilliant and repugnant. Meanwhile you are content to wander around aimlessly, taking in the sights and sounds of the city. What you see is vast, almost limitless, and brings you additional fame. When no one is looking, you dream of being a Greek folk hero.
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The Guns of August . . . . who’da thunk it?
Imagine that! Not The Right Stuff?
I turned out to be A Just Society. Still mulling that one over.
If only ours was.