Thursday, January 12, 2012

The People Who Care Don't Matter and the People Who Matter Don't Care

He recited this quote to me at Art Murmur in Oakland last Friday at the end of a conversation that made me feel like a resounding board (to use Maggie's words) this guy I know from Santa Cruz. It was the kind of conversation where you feel like a piece of furniture in someone's grand ballroom, all ears and eyes. He talked a lot, and at that point in the night, I wasn't so ready to start fighting for word space. It made me feel bad, him saying that, bad like----what kind of people does he know?

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