Wednesday, February 23

On h8

I was just discussing with Fraxas how I love to hate the things I hate. (To wit: the pop culture posts that have appear below.) But loving to hate something while pretending to love it - that is an art form.
To begin, I'd like to look at the opening verses of "Bed of Roses". You may think you understand the meaning behind this poem - that John Bon Jovi likes a lady, and is upset about it. This is just a sign of the brilliant, interweaving complexity of Bon Jovi. You can love the poem at that level, and many have, but let's go... inside.

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