Dune: An Epilogue

July 21, 2011

"This box is your childhood. Survive it and you are the Kwisatz Haderach of a Dune nerd's heart."


I grew up and fell in love with a serious business Dune nerd who truly values my ability to make casual Bene Gesserit references.

I did eventually read the first two books in Frank Herbert’s original series (Dune and Dune Messiah) and found them interesting enough, but I probably will never get around to the rest. I might go back and read the first one, but everything after that breaks my heart. I can’t take anything bad happening to Alia or Paul; they mean too much to my childhood. It would be like Mr. Dressup going crazy and being controlled by a floating man with pimples, or The Friendly Giant going blind and wandering out into the desert to die. And I still can’t abide  the giant man-faced phallic symbol with a phantom weenie.

The internet came along and turned everyone with even a passing interest in any kind of pop culture into a six-year-old with Asperger’s, so there’s really no shame to be had in being obsessed with something and talking about it nonstop these days. Or at least it’s easier to find people who will appreciate and condone that behaviour.

Oh, and those who carried the name of concubines? Well, I hear that history called them wives.

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One Response to “Dune: An Epilogue”

  1. Darrell Says:

    For what it’s worth, I know absolutely nothing about ‘Dune.’ The proof of my nerdiness comes in the form of my overly fancy lightsaber.


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