fence by saying it was cool to do it, he got us convinced it was cool to drive an ambulance and getting shot doing it. living in paris in the 1920s. tracking big game in east africa. marlin fishing off cuba and let's not forget writing. how many of us still want to write the great american novel because ernest wrote one. both were given the nobel prize for literature and yesterday they were joined in that honor by another leader of another kind. bob dylan. the author of rolling stone, blowing in the wind, the times they are achanging and how about, it ain't me, babe. all the times i listened to that song, i thought it was a rejected lover. maybe not. some believe it was his way of saying he didn't want to be the reliable troob dor. i'm an entertainer.