Wouldn't this article be shamefully commercial
Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2025 10:48 am
That's it. On this beautiful day of June 4, 2015, the book by your – moderately – humble servant, soberly titled How Good It Is to Be Bad and published by Points, is available at all good bookstores. So, you can not only buy it from them, but also go and offer one to the bad bookstores while pointing at them and sniggering very loudly, because you are very cruel, I know you.
So, enjoy the joys of reading the Odious Bastard's words thoughtfully in public places to impress the plebs. Don't hesitate to smoke a pipe at the same time to enhance your acting skills and drive the entire neighborhood mad with jealousy (or smoke them out before running off with a devilish laugh).
But then, how much for the simple pleasure of brandishing this beautiful object (what's more, there are even things written inside!) and shining in society?
€7.30 you say? But come on, that's not even a movie ticket without 3D and popcorn for a French film! How kind, this Mr. Asshole. Ah, I wish he would become my friend.
But I guess you have questions. So let's get to it.
FAQ
Not at all, you infidels. If I had wanted it to be shamefully commercial, I would have titled it " This book that will surprise you "; " These 13 photos of kittens reading The Odious Bastard will upset you "; " An Odious Bastard forgets to turn off his printer, look what happens to him " or even " If you don't buy this book, bad luck will befall you and you'll end up as a fashion blogger ." So, you see, I'm bordering on fair trade here.
How many pages does this book have? This is my selection criteria.
About moult (which is between 250 and 300). Although I find the concept a little phone number list odd. Technically, the Bayeux Tapestry is only one page long.
I don't know what gift to give for Father's Day, could you help me?
No, sort it out yourselves. Oh? Damn, wait, I can feel my editor's hot breath on the back of my neck. Fine, fine. I'm sure that casually throwing the book on the Sunday table at gift-giving time will make such an impression that your siblings will immediately be disinherited and you made the sole heir. Frankly, someone would have spoiled Charlemagne for Father's Day, the empire would have been saved.
I would love a dedication from you. Sometimes at night I wake up with your book in my hand, the pages stuck together with sweat, and I... [blah blah blah, I'm moving on]... 95D pointing towards the ceiling like two... [oops, a bit short, blah blah blah]... colorectals. Anyway, how do I get said dedication?
By watching social networks (links to Facebook and Twitter are in the columns of this blog) where I will announce my visits to come and sign things, smoke others and possibly bury some.
So, enjoy the joys of reading the Odious Bastard's words thoughtfully in public places to impress the plebs. Don't hesitate to smoke a pipe at the same time to enhance your acting skills and drive the entire neighborhood mad with jealousy (or smoke them out before running off with a devilish laugh).
But then, how much for the simple pleasure of brandishing this beautiful object (what's more, there are even things written inside!) and shining in society?
€7.30 you say? But come on, that's not even a movie ticket without 3D and popcorn for a French film! How kind, this Mr. Asshole. Ah, I wish he would become my friend.
But I guess you have questions. So let's get to it.
FAQ
Not at all, you infidels. If I had wanted it to be shamefully commercial, I would have titled it " This book that will surprise you "; " These 13 photos of kittens reading The Odious Bastard will upset you "; " An Odious Bastard forgets to turn off his printer, look what happens to him " or even " If you don't buy this book, bad luck will befall you and you'll end up as a fashion blogger ." So, you see, I'm bordering on fair trade here.
How many pages does this book have? This is my selection criteria.
About moult (which is between 250 and 300). Although I find the concept a little phone number list odd. Technically, the Bayeux Tapestry is only one page long.
I don't know what gift to give for Father's Day, could you help me?
No, sort it out yourselves. Oh? Damn, wait, I can feel my editor's hot breath on the back of my neck. Fine, fine. I'm sure that casually throwing the book on the Sunday table at gift-giving time will make such an impression that your siblings will immediately be disinherited and you made the sole heir. Frankly, someone would have spoiled Charlemagne for Father's Day, the empire would have been saved.
I would love a dedication from you. Sometimes at night I wake up with your book in my hand, the pages stuck together with sweat, and I... [blah blah blah, I'm moving on]... 95D pointing towards the ceiling like two... [oops, a bit short, blah blah blah]... colorectals. Anyway, how do I get said dedication?
By watching social networks (links to Facebook and Twitter are in the columns of this blog) where I will announce my visits to come and sign things, smoke others and possibly bury some.