Hannibal the Cannibal



I have expressed time and again my admiration for intelligent, mature (read old) men who are predisposed towards  the cynical and the satirical. These are not your jolly, good fellows with round bellies and bushy moustaches. My celebrity crushes prove this all too well. Dr. House, Will McAvoy, Denny Crane and Alan Shore rank high in my book while the Robert Pattinsons and Taylor Lautners don’t even feature. This said, it will be easier to understand why I was attracted to Dr. Hannibal Lecter from the first time I set eyes on him in the series ‘Hannibal’ which is based on Thomas Harris’ book: ‘The Silence of The Lambs’.
Not all classy men are gay... some are just cannibals.

Everything from his well-tailored suits, to his sleek hair and elaborate taste in cuisine demand one’s attention. His vast knowledge of all subjects under the sun just adds to the appeal the man holds. It also does no harm that he is European, with fine tastes in culture, music and books… or that he has unlimited wealth. Except for the small flaw that is his homicidal tendency and subsequent cannibalism, Dr. Lecter is a perfect man. Worthy of a place of honor in my book.




This week I have been reading ‘Hannibal’, the last book in the trilogy that introduces Dr Hannibal Lecter, and it has blown my mind. It is based on a period 7 years after Dr. Lecter escaped from a mental asylum, murdering dozens in the process. It would be impossible for me to review the book without feeling as if I am doing it a great injustice. All I can say is that it will keep you on your toes all through… and at the end of it all you’ll probably loath the monster while at the same time loving the man.

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Date a Guy Who Writes

Date a guy who writes. You will fall in love with his words before you've even decided whether  you like him or not. You'll read his Facebook notes and chuckle when you discover this side of him that is so well hidden. You'll realize that maybe you should give him your number after all.

Date a guy who writes. His texts to you will be like the smell of rain on a dusty afternoon... refreshing. Much unlike the awkward phone conversations. You'll have to give him time to thrive in your inbox before he can awkwardly ask you what you are doing for the weekend... and if you would like to grab a coffee or something. You will soon realize that you almost always have to make the plans because this guy who writes more often than not, lives in his own head.

Date a guy who writes. His first declaration of love won't be a pompous display of affection. He will tag you on a link to something he wrote and you will realize that it's about you... it's you... it's always been you. You'll pretend not to get the euphemism until he can't take it any more and blurts it out to you.

Date a guy who writes. He will be far from perfect... probably farther than other guys. Maybe because he will be so complicated and transparent at the same time. You will get to see into his soul through his words, not his eyes. His hurt will seep through angry posts; his happiness will struggle to break through the nonchalant ones. You will recognize it because you will have grown to know him so well.

Date a guy who writes. If you are lucky you will get an opportunity to watch him weave that great manuscript. Turn solitary letters and words into a story. You will realize that his 'thinking face' is sexier than Dr. House's WTF face. He will look so beautiful... and you will love him so much then.
Ladies, if you don't find this sexy get your pheromone receptor checked!


Date a guy who writes. You will experience a strange mix of pride and jealousy when you discover that other people love his writing as much as you do ... that some even love him, though not as much as you do. You will know then that you can never be truly selfish with him.

Date a guy who writes. Yours will be a different relationship. He will baffle you with his genius, stupefy you with his stupidity. You'll be a character in his stories, his muse if you are that fortunate; an editor of his works in progress... the biggest fan of all his pieces.

Date a guy who writes. He will probably lack the words to write the most important story of all... his story. The one that details just how special he is. But that's where you'll come in. You'll chronicle those moments and be there to read them to him when he needs it. Date a guy who writes.
Zelda Fitzgerald: A woman who dated a guy who wrote...



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Tis the season to be mushy...

So, it's finally here: The Month of Love. I've never quite figured out why it's the 'month of love'. I mean, shouldn't we then have a month to mark every other significant thing? A 'month of wit' would be great! How about a 'month of hedonism'? Oh, wait, we have December. 'A month of sarcasm and great Indie Rock'? No?

Valentine"s Day is a ridiculous holiday. For starters, every reasonable person knows that red is not the color of love. Blue is! Blue, like the sky... or the ocean... such beautiful, endless things... things that you can get lost in. Not red, which is brutal...like blood and meat. Red which is ratchet and rude! And red, which is the color of the Lannisters!

Also, people who are truly in love don"t need to shove their love forcefully down other people's throats. They don't need to paint the town red, literally. They have each other. They are content. All they need are these Valentine's gifts that every true nerd deserves. I want the chunk of Gallium!

But to each their own... I won't pretend that the season hasn't left a mark on me. So here's a little something from Anne Frank:
"Love, what is love? I don't think you can really put it into words. Love is understanding someone, caring for him, sharing his joys and sorrows. This eventually includes physical love. You've shared something, given something away and received something in return. Whether or not you're married; whether or not you have a baby. Losing your virtue doesn't matter, as long as you know that as long as you live, you'll have someone at your side who understands you, and who doesn't have to be shared with anyone else." 

Not my words... a 12 year old's words.

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