The truth is that the heroism of your childhood entertainments was not true valor. It was theater. The grand gesture, the moment of choice, the mortal danger, the external foe, the climactic battle whose outcome resolves all—all designed to appear heroic, to excite and gratify an audience. An audience.” He made a gesture I can’t describe: “Gentlemen, welcome to the world of reality—there is no audience. No one to applaud, to admire. No one to see you. Do you understand? Here is the truth—actual heroism receives no ovation, entertains no one. No one queues up to see it. No one is interested.
basically The Pale King’s whole thing, on p. 229, by D.F.W. (I’m really enjoying this book, btw.)
Did the “You have been called to account” chapter make anyone else go look up their local IRS recruiting center?
(Source: erikonymous)
