Grandad, the irascible, award-winning, Irish blogger expresses frustrations many of us feel as the things we consider important get sidelined for the things that bring in the most money. There have certainly been times when I have almost felt as if I have been called upon to forsake my ideals and prostitute my craft.
Severe language warning (Sorry, Grandad, I know you don't like that caveat, but it's the sort of netiquette that's expected among the bloggers in this little patch of the blogosphere).
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Who runs the show?
Posted by The upsycho at 7:42 pm
Labels: miscellaneous musings
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Severe language? One word, and that's mild. You should hear Herself in full flow!
I'm hurt, but I'll let it pass.
;-)
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