A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile...

Hmm. The Scarlet letter is crappy-ass-bullshit. There is no better way to put it. Maybe if I had an appreciation for extremely depressing literature that bases itself on a way of life that restricts anything which makes you feel good, I'd love it. Fuck religion and its sins. I think Hester and the town need to get over the whole damn thing. Or she needs to move. Creeping Christ, those Puritans were stupid.

And Hawthorne needs to read this.