As i was scanning through Gran Morrisons old column at www.grantmorrison.com, i found some fan mail from non other than an 18 year old Jason Louv:
Whuttup, Grant! Just want to say hello from myself and all of the other eighteen-year-old sunspot-mad genius kids currently carving out the outer edges of this giant fractal superstructure we call perceivable reality. We are the future and we are much cooler than you. Some of my companions said that "The Invisibles" almost scraped the edges of what we have planned for this world and that you're a neato guy, but you know what I always say: never trust anybody over thirty. I'll be coming after your reputation soon, so stay ready for some frenzied ideosphere flamewar. Your comics have changed my life too much for you to get off easily, baldy. You can check out the virulent memes coming your way over at http://www.king-mob.com, my starting point for dissolution of post-informational complexity.
Bastard.
P.S.: If you sign my guestbook, all of my friends will think I'm really cool. Please please please!
Jason Louv: Behold the post-informational man. "Survival = Anger X Imagination" --Sherman Alexie
Grant's response:
Thirty ? Never trust anybody over thirty ? William Brown say never trust anybody over eleven, old man. Check out Jason's site at the above address and see what you think of these Midwich Cuckoo-like youngsters and their 21st century meme-squirting philosophies. And sign his guestbook with my name.
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