When the Titanic sank in 1912, it carried a substantial library,
passengers for the use of.
Now let’s just suppose… What if the shelves of that library
were stocked with the only copies in existence, of any book or publication in
the world? What poetry, novels, songs, music and other what-have-you would you like to be sunk forever in
that library? Which excrescences of art do you wish were most definitely not
still with us IN ANY FORM, but were instead, justifiably rotting at the bottom
of the Atlantic?
As it’s the festive season, allow me to nominate a few Yuletide
offerings that really, really, need to go into that timewarp of non-existence-
and some replacements....
