Moving literature

Some people question why I read manga - especially of a series whose anime is revered by teenyboppers on Adult Swim.

When I read ch. 374 of Inuyasha yesterday, I remembered why I absolutely love medium.

The events of that chapter were so beautiful, so powerful that it left me an emotional wreck yesterday. I cried before going to sleep last night, I could not stop thinking about it and I actively sought out people to talk it over with. Every single person I contacted who read that chapter was deeply shocked by the unexpected turn that Takahashi-sensei threw in.

If a piece of literature, whether or it is Greco-Roman classics, Shakespeare or Chaucer, Toni Morrison or J.D. Robb, Nobuhiro Watsuki or Rumiko Takahashi - if it has the power to move you, then it is excellent literature. If it's something that makes you laugh, makes you cry, makes you think, analyize and become philosophical, then it is excellent literature. If it's a work that you find yourself reaching for again and again, no matter how big your backlog of unread titles is, then it is excellent literature.

With this, Inuyasha has completely booted Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon as my second favorite manga series ever (Rurouni Kenshin is still sitting comfortably at first.) For all of the series critizers...I feel sorry for them. They're missing out on something absolutely wonderful. There's a guy who has been trying to pick a fight with kevinroc on the AoD forums, pretty much slamming Inuyasha because the series is not Naruto. I wonder if that guy would had appreciated this last chapter? Probably not.