Anne Rice's Facebook Social Club (Formerly unpublished article)

  Author's Note:  For some time, I've been hanging unto this unpublished article from my Journalism class. For some reason, many newspapers never showed any inkling of interest within this article. Since, I don't think it deserves to remain hidden after all the effort put into it; I've decided to publish it here on my blog. For people who have not visited Anne Rice's page before, click the picture of Anne Rice above to access her infamous  Facebook page!

Anne Rice’s Facebook Social Club

Authors are often depicted as disheveled hermits who are homebound and withdrawn. They are stereotypically aloof. Best-selling authors rarely converse with common people.
Anne Rice is different. The author of the legendary hit “Interview with the Vampire,” loves interacting with her legion of mere mortals who adore her work. By nature, Anne Rice is an audacious figure.

Perhaps it should be no surprise than that Anne Rice publicly criticized the casting of Tom Cruise as the vampire Lestat. When doing this, she took space out in a newspaper to describe her dislike for the casting choice. After seeing a rough cut of the film, directed by Neil Jordan, Anne Rice changed her original feelings after being “thoroughly impressed with Tom Cruise’s wonderful performance.”

Recently, Anne Rice has found herself back in the media’s spot light after leaving Catholicism, her childhood religion. This news came two years after the publication of her memoir Called Out of Darkness where she sentimentally described her return to Catholicism.

Before this news reached popular news outlets, the message that announced this decision was posted as a status on her Facebook page. Anne Rice then had no idea that this Facebook status would spawn the attention it earned. Newspapers from all reaches of the globe were printing the story a little time after Anne Rice posted the status.

Her openness with fans though has been a large part of her appeal. In the nineties, it was not altogether abnormal for her to hold huge celebrations upon the release of a recent novel.

For example, when “Menmoch the Devil,” was published, Anne Rice transformed a small part of New Orleans into a mini Mardi gras celebration. She titled this celebration “Menmoch Ball,” after the demon that Lestat, the vampire, encounters within the novel.

Before Anne Rice entered the venue, she was carried in a casket and followed by a jazz band. The whole shebang celebrated the omnipresent New Orleans atmosphere of her novels and the macabre elements as well.

Now Anne Rice has grown weary of these celebrations due to diabetes. Therefore, she greatly limits her travels. Facebook though has allowed her to maintain that contact without the strain of traveling.

On Facebook, Anne Rice can easily communicate with fans without worries of travel restrictions. Easily, a person from some far-away country like Greece could interact with her in seconds.

Upon her page, fans commonly sprinkle her wall with general questions about her books, movie or novel suggestions, and interesting news articles. Anne Rice often will respond to some of these posts in a matter of minutes. Sometimes, she even shares these links or recommendations.

Mainly Anne Rice posts her thoughts or opinions on the Facebook page. Sometimes these thoughts have film or book suggestions. Or, she includes her opinion on a recent news article that particularly resonated with her.

“I’ve always been an obsessive person with a need to talk about my obsessions. I can go on my page and ask about the definition of conscience, and find myself in a fabulous discussion of what this means to others,” Rice commented

Similarly to the way Anne Rice treated her fans as friends within the past. Anne Rice identifies her Facebook fans as “people of the page.” With nearly every post, she tries to persuade all of these individuals to participate.

Within the past year, this receptiveness with her fans has caused the number of page fans to reach nearly 176,000 members. Not all of these members are fans of her novel. They are fans of both her honesty and authenticity.

“She is very honest with who she is, what she stands for, and what she will not stand for,” said Glenn Wood, a “person of the page.”

This brutal honesty may appear unexpected. But, this older Anne Rice is the same individual who had no reservations about responding to negative opinions of her book, “Blood Canticle.”

Back in 2004, Anne Rice wrote a lengthy response to fans who wrote scathing reviews of

the final installment of her series, the Vampire Chronicles. She did not necessarily respond to their dislike. Instead, she was responding to unsubstantiated opinions. In her belief, all reviews should be substantive to some extent.
Recently, these unsubstantiated remarks about her have sprung up on Facebook. Her audacity often provokes some of her critics to respond either on blogs or on her page. 

Christopher Rice, Anne Rice’s son and fellow writer, sometimes worries about his mother’s safety due to her forthrightness.  “I've always been concerned about someone unstable trying to do her harm. It's something that's pained me my entire life,” said Christopher Rice.

Even with this familial concern, Christopher Rice does believe that the atmosphere on his mother’s page is very civil.
 
Anne Rice does not feel inhibited by the presence of these negative opinions. “I’m close to 70 years old. I trust myself. Some people are much more tentative and cautious. They aren’t willing to expose themselves and perhaps they shouldn’t,” said Rice.

At this point in time, Anne Rice is busy working on a new novel about immortals who will not kill in order to survive. She hopes to involve some of her new thoughts and questions about Christianity within the novel.

As to whether the Facebook page deprives her of time to write, her son feels that his mother could become Margaret Mitchell, the author of Gone with the Wind, who never wrote another novel due to trying to answer every piece of fan mail.

Anne Rice does not feel troubled by this concern. Instead, she feels that her interaction with fans on Facebook has been very inspiring. “I can share reviews of books, good and bad, and learn from the comments. One perspective will be balanced by another,” said Rice.

Anne Rice's "Wolf Gift" is being released February 14th, 2012 just in time for the 2012 Apocalypse!!






      Whether Anne Rice is a strategist or not, she seems to be acutely aware of the waning vampire craze and the increasing popularity of werewolves. Or, she might have finally succumbed to that inner artistic desire to write a series about another supernatural creature. Either way, Anne Rice's new werewolf book is something I'm not just lightly hyping but impatiently waiting for. Certain reliable sources from her Facebook page have alluded to the fact that the book might be approximately 600 pages which is the length of one of her later Vampire Chronicle novels: Blackwood Farm.

    Knowing Anne Rice's tendency to involve philosophical and psychological concepts in her novel, I'm sure "Wolf Gift" won't merely be an artless bloodbath. Speculation aside as to the format or content of the book, I'm sure that whatever type of story we get will be something worthwhile and provocative.

    Due to the upcoming release, I'll be continuing my "Memnoch the Devil" discussion posts and also beginning a discussion series on both "The Vampire Lestat" and "Queen of the Damned," as well. With college, the posts won't nearly be as numerous as during summer break.

    When February truly comes upon us, be on the lookout for many surprises on this blog that are relevant to the "Wolf's Gift." If anyone is willing to share their expertise on werewolf lore and would love to contribute a guest post related with Anne Rice's universe, please contact me at narniafanatic(at)gmail(dot)com.

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Unorthodox Fairy Tale:

Note: During the progress of writing this poem, I kept applying the wrong gender pronouns to each character. Thus, if there is a mistake, it is completely unintentional. 

Once upon a time

Within an idyllic kingdom

That bordered the other Kingdoms

That suffered from the plague of serfdom

Lived the least masculine prince ever:

Prince Danielle

Within one of the corruptive kingdoms,

An abrasive princess neither slept eternally

Nor accepted dowries

With the dreaded bonus of

An aged, royal bedmate

Her name had a bold masculine ring to it

She was the deceptively dainty princess

Named Dan

On one of Danielle’s excursion’s to buy some books,

A Vicar passed with his refined religious robes

To comment upon Danielle’s grave transgressions:

“Danielle, Do you not know that the Lord

Requires you to take up arms

For fight in the defense of his name and his devotees?

Also, you might want to respectfully alter your name, so

The Lord can remember that you are of the superior gender.”

Danielle weakly answered

“I profusely apologize for my transgression, Vicar.

But, I have not picked my name.

My dear mother who was burned at the stake

For having a heathen beard

Granted me this accursed feminine name.

Now, I am burdened with emotions and

A Pacifistic resignation from

The deadly art of war.”

The Vicar looked indignantly at the prince

Then he rebuked him:

“Well, you better find someone to marry sometime soon

Since, that is your requirement for living

If you refuse to behave in a way

More fitting to your gender.”

Danielle felt weary suddenly and rode off

Back to the castle

Once there, Danielle fitted himself with

His sinful hot pink night gown

Then, he resorted to closing his radiant rose drapes

So that the world could not see him outfitted

With such a tight-fitting night gown

Meanwhile, Dan brusquely commanded her troops to

March towards the kingdom where Danielle dwelled

She coveted other soldiers in other legions

For they had mightier swords than her

But no other man could compare

With her military prowess

For, she was one of the most formidable fighters

Within the realm

Danielle continued to restfully sleep

His snored sounded like a soprano vibrato

That beautifully echoed throughout his decorous bedroom

He dreamt of the day that a princess

Would venture to save him from

Some Dastardly foe who might

Threaten his life

While Danielle persistently slept,

The Vicar walked through the threshold of Danielle’s

Private Room quietly, but repulsively

The sinfulness of Danielle’s inner sanctum

Disturbed the vicar’s pious thoughts

As he crept closer to the slumbering Danielle

With the draught of death in hand

To subdue the existence

Of such a defiant creature of God

Dan instinctively knew that Danielle was in danger

So, she climbed the rose vines of Danielle’s rugged tower

Coming upon a small circular window,

She forcefully struck it with the sword

Tensely grasped in her right hand

The crashing sound of glass

Along with Danielle’s surprised shrieks

Indicated that she had successfully breached the area

Face-first, she plummeted into Danielle’s room

Where the vicar was caught Uncorking

The bottle of his toxic death draught

Made specifically for sinful aberrations

 The vicar hoarsely yelled

“You’ll both burn in the fiery pits of hell

For not acting in accordance with the Lord’s commandments…”

Intervention of an ungodly source stopped the vicar short

As, Dan stabbed the vicar through the heart and

Watched the vicar’s red blood Permeate the room

She felt both relieved and gratified

Danielle trembled and walked over to his

Newfound hero Dan

He bemusedly appraised her muscular body, steely blue eyes, and

Cropped brown hair

He felt Danielle stiffen as he softly caressed

Her brawny shoulders

Finally, he had found his strapping princess

Outfitted in a sexy suit of armor

On the other hand, Dan felt her

Heart rate beat rapidly against her

Rough suit of armor

While glancing at Danielle’s long blonde hair, and

Radiant Green Eyes

She carefully reaffixed her sword into the sheath

Strapped to her hip

As they kissed, they had completely

Forgotten about their royal titles

Was Dan a courageous prince?

Or a subservient princess?

Who was Danielle then?

While they continued to kiss,

Both of them had accidentally discarded their worldly garments

At this point, who were they but two people who were

Acutely aware that they were content

Life's Paradox

In the beginning,

I was bewildered by the

Concepts of the Heaven and the Earth

But mostly, I was scared stiff

Of this voice that spoke within my head

Where was me before this initial awakening?

Is everything so grandiose yet so purposeless only when I think it so?

Whether 12,34,54,76…

I still see everything vaguely

Everything, including myself

Feels like one extensive dream

That I’m only aware of

When detached from this dream of reality

Descartes struggled futilely to distinguish

His place within the membrane of this dream

But finally, he succumbed to the dream’s

Testament of its tangibility

By saying “I think therefore I am!”

He admits that either our surroundings are real

While we’re not

Or, we’re fully aware of ourselves

But deluded by the mystifying visions

Of different interpretations of reality

Often, the feelings of reality are blistering

Then, I can fully find my bearings in one set perception

Only until reality becomes despondent

Then, I begin to reconsider

The actuality of all the things my mind

Believes it is remembering from some

Long-departed scheme of reality

In church, people plaintively beseech

The invincible being of God

Only to rename him as something visible:

His begotten son, Jesus

Because it gives reality greater visibility

Until the ecstasy of a good prayer dissipates and

Leaves us barren

When death encroaches,

Does our contemplation of reality end?

Can we no longer dream of feeling cemented in a true sense of being?

In death, is the nothingness so overwhelming

That nothing depicts it better than

To think of it as the unthinkable

State of Eternal Forgetfulness

Where will it go?

What am I without the illusion of being substantial?

Does my life inevitably cease its feeble crawl towards meaning?

From funerals I've attended, I coldly recall

A sonorous tune played by the organ who

Lamented this paradoxical death

Within a universe that bursts at the seams with

Different scientific theorems which shows

Causation for all things albeit

The source of all this meaning

When we die,

Our brains explode with our theories

Of how we’ll finally conclude

The answer to the perplexing riddle of life

Like stars before death, we’ll increase in size and proportion

With all the memories of our dream-like existence

Then, our brains stop triggering thoughts for ourselves

In our place, our empty bodies become

Black holes for the remainder of humanity

Who hope fervently that within our dead selves there lies

Minute Quantum remnants that will configure

Themselves into a new kind of existence 

Grave Expectations
 Simon and Schuster graciously  provided me a complimentary copy of this book. Thanks to them for this, even if my review is not exactly positive!!
 From the outset, I was really curious about this book because its an example of a rising trend of authors rewriting certain classical works as supernatural thrillers. As I began reading the novel, my high interest decreased because it was nearly as clever nor as inventive as the title and creative premise suggested. Right from the beginning, you can see obvious parts of the original novel that remain intact and notice where certain supernatural elements substitute the more mundane elements of the originals. The writing itself is written in a more accessible, modern language than the original tales which may explain their wide appeal among readers.

   Except, the supernatural elements did not really enhance the books themselves, but rather muddled the meaning. At times, it felt like I was trying to extract the vital elements of the original story that have not somehow become elements borrowed from the large number of well-known horror stories. Certainly, the idea of Miss Havisham being a vampire appears appealing and oddly funny. Until, you remember that vampires have as of recent become so prominent in young-adult fiction that is does not seem clever anymore to add them to every book possible. (With that said, I still love Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles!)

    Instead, it just seems like these supernatural elements added to the book to appeal to a larger group of readers. Its almost as if they were redesigning it for a contemporary audience that might abhor the idea of reading the original novel by Dickens that they believe too be too ponderous and perhaps irrelevant. But, the idea of werewolves and vampires appearing alongside the original tale might prove to be too tantalizing for readers to overlook. They might very well pick up this book without even thinking of its origins as a well-known, but much hated required read in public school.

    Personally, I remember loving the experience of reading this story not because it was riveting but richly satisfying. For me, Sherri Browning Erwin's new version of the original tale seemed to be unnecessary especially since it really is the original novel with supernatural elements tacked on. Similarly, I found  Pride and Prejudice and Zombies to be a humorous idea but having it be a whole novel in of itself seemed like fruitless labor on the author's part.

    Now, I saw glimpses of Sherri Browning Erwin's skilled writing while forcefully trying to read this novel. She certainly knows how to write with an intent on clarity and flow. She also does seem to have great expertise in maintaining Dicken's tone. But, the writing was not compelling to me because it did not bear any reflection of the author's spirit. When I read books, I want not only the story but some reflection of that artist's soul. This book as a result did not have that artistic significance that I long for within a novel. Hopefully, I'll get to read Sherri Browning Erwin's other novels, besides her classic novel rewrites. These books are just not what as a I reader want to read. For me, the best part of reading an author's novel is to read the stories that are the products of their minds. Certainly, some people will disagree but personally, I don't think this particular genre is for me. I still recommend this book only because I never dissuade people from something I subjectively found not to be very enjoyable.

Review of Karen Armstrong's "History of God"

   I cannot think of anything as daunting as writing an expansive history of the development of God. To the consternation of some narrow-minded Christians, Karen Armstrong writes about the development of God from the nuanced history of human intellect. Just as science is not immutable, our idea of God has been undergoing continuous change. Thinking of God as some curmudgeonly, static is not only unwise but a dishonest caricature of a far greater agnostic God that is shrouded in mystery.

  Whenever we contemplate that nihilistic nothingness, we apprehend the unknowable reality of God. That cold bareness that  imbues our soul whenever we try to constrain God into the barriers of our "one" language, we found ourselves becoming perturbed. Why can't God simply feel characteristically jealous, incensed, or happy just like we occasionally do? But, humans feel a greater range of emotions therefore that God who seems so obtuse and trite within the Bible only exists as a particular Biblical character's projection of God. For example, Noah's God gladly does Noah's bidding by destroying the heathen that he thinks little of. Noah is plagued with toxic egotism that later reveals itself in the later verses of that story when Ham finds him in a pitiful state of drunkenness. This Noah is the result of a woeful figure whom hated himself so much that he was unloving towards other. The world itself became hostile and Noah became increasingly more fatalistic because love for either himself and others has been absent.  This tragic,insular psyche of Noah's is similar to that fish that consumes egocentric Jonah. Both of their worlds show a world without a healthy understanding of God.

We don't know the specifics unless we look at the importance of metaphorical language in the Bible. Karen Armstrong's book skillfully elaborates on the importance of understanding the artistic quality of the Bible's figurative language. Some Christians have artlessly leeched the Bible of any such subtlety and beauty by making the Bible become support for denouncing certain minorities or superficial causes like the supposed menace that Harry Potter poses against young, impressionable readers. These Christians sadly besmirch Christianity and give it a public reputation for being as obtuse as God appears within some of the Bible stories. Unfortunately, these Christians make the same mistake that the very human Biblical characters make in following their ego-God rather than a true enigmatic God.

Many people find fault with Karen Armstrong's depiction of an enigmatic God. Yet, we are being wholly dishonest by pretending that we have crafted some personalized view of God. Sadly, my experience with Christianity has been less about the merits of compassion and more about the importance of rightful belief as if your religious experience can be condensed to forcing your mind to accept abstruse doctrines about an intangible entity such as God. There are many emergent Christian groups that are struggling to make the Golden Rule a more dominant force within the religion. Far too many moral people, like Karen Armstrong, have found themselves being the enemy of Christianity for being intellectually humble and dangerously inquisitive. Sadly, our churches are as cavernous and dark just like the abysmal darkness that resides in that fish that swallowed Jonah.

Karen Armstrong's History of God serves as the thoughtful book that helps us leave that apocalyptic, egotistical Christianity that thrives on sinful certainty. It helps us realize that we are minuscule in the scheme  of the cosmos. More importantly, it shows that the current predicament Christianity and other religions face are caused by clinging to archaic, childish ideas of God. When Christianity makes scientific reality something that should be ignored rather than revered, Christianity causes itself to lose credibility among anyone who strives to be both honest and humble. Interestingly, much of the Bible cautions against things like pride and meanness. Prudence was often a celebrated virtue by some Christian philosophers. Yet, when some Christians advocate believing in literal translations, they are doing something is both imprudent, dishonest, and prideful. If we ignore the many revelations God has shown us in the form of history, art, philosophy, and science, we deny a more fulfilling idea of God.

For Karen Armstrong, this book serves as a way for us to appraise the complexity of our ideas of God. Many conservative Christians are fearful of such a limitless idea of God. But, we have caved into their demands;we have  given them the license to dictate how God should be viewed and worshiped.   In our polarized world, we need to develop more admirable forms of religion that respect the mystery of God, acknowledge scientific and historical reality, and uphold compassion and humility as the best virtues. Many people are disillusioned with a religion that often vilifies people for being human beings that doubt, postulate, and imagine greater unseen realities. History of God has helped me to achieve a richer view of God that was denied to me at church where I was forced to repress doubts and make myself as vacuous as possible.

I highly recommend this book to any curious seekers that find their seeking abilities being limited by the barriers of institutional religion. As someone who has been unable to believe in God until leaving the church, this book was a necessary step in recognizing that the grandeur of God dwells in those doubtful thoughts that the church identifies as being blasphemous.

"Hellmouth" Republic School District Maligns and Repeatedly Punishes Rape Victim:
(A Response to these two news articles-posted below)
 Article 1:http://thinkprogress.org/justice/2011/08/17/297888/missouri-school-sued-for-allegedly-making-special-ed-student-write-apology-letter-to-her-rapist/

2. Details of Righteous Lawsuit, from parents of the victim:http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2011/08/17/national/main20093533.shtml

   In our supposed morally ambiguous world, we are constantly in doubt about the psychological makeup or the characteristic signs of evil. Evil always seems boisterous as it boasts about its unpunished evil act. For this school district, they are certainly not wearing somber faces but smug ones because they know that they knowingly endangered a rape victim with a mental handicap. They are well aware that they took no preventive steps to insure this girl's safety. Instead, they are acting legalistic to the point where they are publicly making their indifference known about the matter.

   What is this maleficent school district showing this girl who lacks certain cognitive powers? They are showing that superior mental powers do not always translate to acute moral senses. Occasionally, it makes someone more malicious to the extent where they can endanger this girl's life without a shred of remorse. To me, these sorts of stories make it known to the world that sadly evil is existent and that it sometimes has no recognition of its self. Instead, this school continues to defend its insidious actions as though its reputation in the end is more important.

 We are witnesses to this same sort of defense of  institutional reputation within the Catholic Church which slowly, but surely is realizing the immorality of pretending that evil cannot penetrate its walls. (There are many moral champions inside and outside of the church who many are deeply grateful for!) In this frame of mind, from these institutions, the bearers of truth are vilified for standing up for justice in the face of an overwhelming amount of evil that vies for victory. In these cases, the small person like in many Charles Dickens stories are the ones who are honorable as they face opposition in the form of a depraved institutions.

Republic School District, for this matter, has surely shown themselves to be clearly depraved. Their decision to punish the victim of sexual abuse not once, but numerous times is indicative of their failure to protect the innocent. It's proof that sadly some people are still adherents of the corrupt "rule of silence," for any victims of rape. We thought that this truly malicious rule was restricted to the fifties but it still dwells in the minds of some people. Some people are so convinced by its legitimacy that they would ignorantly punish this girl to only safeguard the reputation of their school district of ill-repute.

Below, I have provided a link to the school district's home page. I ask all of you to consider writing a thoughtful email charged with incendiary words to describe your anger over this school district's horrific offense of human rights.
The Link to the School district located above the famed Hellmouth (Buffy allusion):
http://www.republicschools.org/
Superintendent Email Address:Vern.Minor@republicschools.org 

Discussion about Danny Boyle's Frankenstein Play Part 1:

   Frankenstein  happens to be one of my favorite novels because it reflects our need for companionship and inclination towards arrogantly knowing everything about the cosmos with certainty. As with the Greek tragedy, Frankenstein shows the dangers of pride. Throughout the Old Testament of the Bible, we are shown the dangers of being prideful. Oftentimes, prideful figures face repercussions that display to them the grave moral dangers of pride.

    Within our modern world, Frankenstein  continues to remain highly relevant. Recently, Danny Boyle deftly directed a London theater adaptation that focused on the universal human theme of disorientation within the world. Fantastically, the play began with a highly symbolic scene where the recently conceived Frankenstein feels unbalanced upon birth. Above him, the stage has countless light bulbs that signifies the one elusive mystery of the force of light. Strangely, its visible through certain scientific processes that allows it to be viewed by other components within our eyes that allows that particular type of energy to be recognized by our brains. Without that ability, would we really see the light? If we didn't have consciousness, would we really perceive that light in the same way that we take for granted daily. We accept that light exists as it is. But, if we were daring enough, we could uncover the more complicated scientific nature of light.

Our life is framed by this mystery. That light brimming above the newly developed Frankenstein shows the equally elusive mystery of our existence. Like light, we are simply visible but questionably existent.     What power beyond ourselves granted us this ability to perceive this existence yet have doubts about it? In us, why do we have cognitive powers that enable us to make things deceptively meaningful? Yet paradoxically, the predominant nihilistic view of things contradicts all meaning by making the universe an accidental, meaningless body of existence.

As Frankenstein begins to explore his existence, he happens upon the cottage where an old man along with his son and wife live. There, Frankenstein makes himself known only to the blind old man. Within these tales, blindness symbolically relates to open mindedness. Having the world's viewpoint, we see things limited and even superficially. Due to the old man's lack of this worldly obtuseness, he accepts Frankenstein initially because he is able to discern past Frankenstein's grotesqueness and realize that Frankenstein is both loving and inquisitive by nature. He hasn't been tainted by the evils of baser feelings yet like vindictiveness, greed, and superficiality. For now, Frankenstein inhabits a state of mind that perhaps the Jew scribes felt that Adam and Eve symbolically inhabited within the Garden of Eden Story.

Within the garden, they could have a thriving life where they were able to inquire and explore their world freely. They viewed the world beyond the surface-level descriptions we limit our worldview like race, religion, political ideology, gender, and sexual orientation. Within their world, there only lived the beauty of human existence and the inexorable world of God's creation. They haven't mired their world yet with greed, pride, or vengeance just yet. As Frankenstein finds himself betrayed by conceited humans, he'll find himself psychologically leaving the serenity of being loved and accepted for someone beyond the superficial level of existence. Aristotle depicts this as the deepest level of friendship that no longer cleaves to the base generalities of  vacuous friendship. Instead, it realizes the opposite person as something of mystery. In Hamlet, there's a wonderful quote that refers to every person being a mystery in of themselves. Frankenstein was treated as a astonishing mystery by the older man therefore Frankenstein can reciprocate those views and experience the ecstasy of recognizing that we are being "known" fully rather than known partially through a stereotype.