Literary seen a zero, as essayist just mediocre, sloppy craftsmanship as the sow, but hits like Bolle: have you already noticed that I just do not talk to me.
But by a United Blogger. (I do not mean the Augstein Junior.)
He is not stupid; he is quite knowledgeable; he is prudent; he knows what he is guilty of the Abrahamites tribute.
I know one other (which I'm not), which makes incomparably better, braver, no day pass in which he does not put his finger in the wounds for years, consistently, with probably not one-tenth of the other readers.
The latter blogger remains (in contrast to me) always at its core topics, as well as the former; it is crafted very carefully, in contrast to that; he writes well understood as that also, if one reads the sloppiness in his lyrics: Why, then, has the one, apart from the fact that he has a better-positioned platform, considering the, the much sharper, clearer, more pointedly, writes better, so much more successful? (more ...)
