
You’re Watership Down!
by Richard Adams
Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you’re actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You’d be recognized as such if you weren’t always talking about talking rabbits.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
Must stop talking to rabbits
July 14, 2007 by Kerryn





Egads.
Ulysses???? I haven’t been able to get thru it after 4-5 attempts…
“Most people are convinced that you don’t make any sense, but compared to what else you could say, what you’re saying now makes tons of sense. What people do understand about you is your vulgarity, which has convinced people that you are at once brilliant and repugnant. Meanwhile you are content to wander around aimlessly, taking in the sights and sounds of the city. What you see is vast, almost limitless, and brings you additional fame. When no one is looking, you dream of being a Greek folk hero.”
I guess… Repugnant IS one of the adjectives.
I acquiesce.
He he…
Which Greek folk hero do you dream of being?
But it’s a wonderful consolation to think you may be one of the greatest people of all time …
Hey Kerryn, I got the same book! And over 64 (!) possible results, no less – I felt we connected on some levels… didn’t know talking rabbits had something to do with it!
I suppose it would have to be Theseus that I dream of being.
Brain over brawn, doesn’t much care for bad men.
Jason would maybe be a close second, mostly because I dig those fleece duds.
I know Eliot, but “Prufrock and Other Observations”? Never heard of it, I must confess. Which means that I must be one of the other observations, I guess.
Charlotte: It is of consolation but, alas, talking about the rabbits is addictive and I don’t know when my greatness will shine
Marta: I had a quick look at some of the other books (by changing my answers) and I think I prefer being “Watership Down”. I mean, who doesn’t prefer greatness?
Michael: Why do neither of those surprise me? However, I think I’d rather be Theseus. Remember how Jason died (although Theseus’ end wasn’t much better)? Those fleece duds had better be good…
Edwin: “The Love Song of Alfred J. Prufock” is the first poem in “Prufock and Other Observations”, which can be found on
gutenburg.org.
Maybe you know these lines…
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table…
…or these…
I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
Just hearing the name Watership Down depresses me sooooooooooo much, I feel like crying, although I don’t have anything to base this feeling on apart from someone telling me once when I was a kid that Watership Down was about rabbits that died. When I was a kid that sounded like one of the worst things in the world, and there was that miserable song.
I like the description of Watership Down, especially the greatest person of all time part, and it’s definitely better than being The Hobbit!
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Helen: The very thought of Watership Down depresses me — I’ve both read the book and seen the movie. And that song! Aargh. I had a teacher who loved that song and made the entire class sing it over and over and over… I never want to hear it again.
I think I’d rather be a Hobbit