Philistines

Ponnappa says that I used to do the rudest things in college. Somehow I can't think of many. She says I called Poo a philistine on many occassions on her face and that was very rude. Well! I admit to doing that but the truth is that Poo is a philistine. What else would you call someone who stared at a Degas (the real thing and not a print) and then commented, "Well! What's so great about this?" When I would be raving about something I found beautiful, the Poo would look at it, try and figure out the utilitarian aspect and then say something like, "yeah, but just try and use it as a heavy-duty rug, it would disintegrate in a day." What else is she, if not a philistine?

Now, I find that plain talking is under-rated. I can only plain talk and I'm socially inept. I hardly have any social graces and when it comes to Art, I get very touchy. So, I will always call a philistine a philistine, nevermind if it is one of my best friend or even my sister (the world's second hugest philistine after Poo). Talking of Art, i'm getting tickets for the jazz festival here in late January-early February. Yes! Yes! Yes!