"Impatiently, I launched myself out of the chair, too angry, too confused, to sit
any longer; despite the heat, I stalked the floor, childishly desiring to kick
all the odd objects that cluttered it--artifacts, footstools, paintings--
out of my path-- what can you gain by showing me these photographs?"
From Alice I have Been by Melanie Benjamin
My fortune for 2012 via Radish King wonderwoman Rebecca Loudon
Prescient in that I've been writing and reading Sontag's Regarding The Pain
of Others on war photography and looking.