3OctaveFart said:
Why fawn?
Blaze your own path and make your mark.
You're only on this rock for a short time.
Too short a time to be a lap dog for a few magazine writers.
At the end of the day, the object of your affections is someone who spends a career writing about other people's life achievements.
Would they trumpet your accomplishments if the roles were reversed?
I know you don't believe half of what you write, which I always find very attractive, but let me break down this little gem, FJM style.
"Why fawn?"
Because giving someone a compliment, saying something nice about somebody, equals fawning. This is not a terrible and cynical worldview.
"Blaze your own path and make your mark."
Platitudes are better than compliments, which will prevent you from blazing your own path and making your mark. If you pay attention to what other people are doing in any way, it can only hurt your own career.
"You're only on this rock for a short time."
True.
"Too short a time to be a lap dog for a few magazine writers."
Also true. Again, saying nice things about people will turn you into a lap dog. The way that, say, if you really love a movie, you could never say so, otherwise the director will make you bring him a sandwich and then suck his deck while he eats it.
"At the end of the day, the object of your affections is someone who spends a career writing about other people's life achievements."
This is true of all non-fiction writers, so the lesson, clearly, is that non-fiction writers are all useless saps doing useless work. They add nothing to the world. They are like single octave farts.
"Would they trumpet your accomplishments if the roles were reversed?"
What? These people who have been criticized for being too complimentary? Of course not. They would be the last people on earth to celebrate another writer's great story—if there were such a thing as great stories, which we have already established there are not.
Dentistry, now there's a profession.
Christ.