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	<title>Comments on: Go Back to Your Room and Mope, Emo Boy</title>
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		<title>By: bloglily</title>
		<link>http://hobgoblin.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/go-back-to-your-room-and-mope-emo-boy/#comment-1406</link>
		<dc:creator>bloglily</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 18:37:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a great observation you make about the mistake of conflating a persona with a person -- the line about sharing an address is genius!  I read this review with great interest -- it&#039;s thorough, smart and helpful.  Many thanks!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a great observation you make about the mistake of conflating a persona with a person &#8212; the line about sharing an address is genius!  I read this review with great interest &#8212; it&#8217;s thorough, smart and helpful.  Many thanks!</p>
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		<title>By: Against Against Happiness &#171; Of Books and Bicycles</title>
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		<dc:creator>Against Against Happiness &#171; Of Books and Bicycles</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 00:54:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] You can read Hobgoblin&#8217;s take on the book here. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] You can read Hobgoblin&#8217;s take on the book here. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: litlove</title>
		<link>http://hobgoblin.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/go-back-to-your-room-and-mope-emo-boy/#comment-1402</link>
		<dc:creator>litlove</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 17:28:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Marvellous review. I think it cannot be justified to compare twenty-first century Selfish Capitalism with the seventeenth century Puritans!!! Um, slight historical and cultural leap. And I agree that the bit you quote is all about sounding dramatic rather than meaning anything.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Marvellous review. I think it cannot be justified to compare twenty-first century Selfish Capitalism with the seventeenth century Puritans!!! Um, slight historical and cultural leap. And I agree that the bit you quote is all about sounding dramatic rather than meaning anything.</p>
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		<title>By: marlyat2</title>
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		<dc:creator>marlyat2</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 17:20:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The Bradford remark seems especially cruel--I imagine what it must be like to know that your little boy is alive (or perhaps already dead) but on the other side of the sea, that your wife Dorothea May has just tumbled into the water and drowned (accidentally or not) with the ship at mooring, and that now you must make your unwilling legs go ashore and find out what is behind those cold rocks and trees. What else was left but the need to love both God and those huddling with you against the brunt of wilderness?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Bradford remark seems especially cruel&#8211;I imagine what it must be like to know that your little boy is alive (or perhaps already dead) but on the other side of the sea, that your wife Dorothea May has just tumbled into the water and drowned (accidentally or not) with the ship at mooring, and that now you must make your unwilling legs go ashore and find out what is behind those cold rocks and trees. What else was left but the need to love both God and those huddling with you against the brunt of wilderness?</p>
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