The Timeless Bonds of “Me Too” Friendship
» S.D. Smith
Andrew Son of Peter dares to question modern art. And then shares a poem by Billy Collins that is a delight. Read it if you dare and see if you don’t have an “Oh, yeah, me too,” kind of reaction. This is the consistent AP experience, and that of many artists we love to like and like to love.
“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: What! You too? I thought I was the only one.”
C. S. Lewis
So I am sure that you, like me, have many friends who are not really friends. Kind of like Facebook. I number among my friends John Donne, William Shakespeare, J.R.R. Tolkien, John Piper, Thabiti Anyabwile, Ray Bradbury, P.G. Wodehouse, Jerome K. Jerome, and C.S. Lewis. “Me Too” friends.
You too?
May 5th, 2010 at 10:37 pm
Wow. I thought I was the only one.
I wonder if this means I’m not a dreamer either.
May 5th, 2010 at 10:41 pm
I think this means you’re a godless commie.
Not sure, but the evidence points that way.
May 8th, 2010 at 4:56 pm
So is this two-way? I mean, if you, hypotetically, were the object of anyone’s me-too-friendship, how would that work out? Maybe like twitter followers?