Fleath..... . I cant resolve if that is Flea, or Breath... or flea breath.... but either way... I won't hold it against you so long as you are dutiful towards to your photography ;.)
However, you are dirty for equating the magnanimousest artflorm of flothography with thuch dethpicable filth as MacFlomalds... yuckth.....
On a slightly less Daffy note... Soontag's (1 o ?) On Photography goes on and on and on and on about how to be the camera operator is in some ways, a means to avoid REALLY BEING THERE... you are not >THERE< as much as you are "with your camera". . . . or so she posits poses and proffers .. .. puddin. It's a dreadfull book filled with opinion cannonized by sadists into martirdom forevermore... but I recomend it anyway...
After you are done inflicting yourself with it, you will:
a) know what dross is has been the gossip of the medium for the last two and a half decades,
b) be permanently scarred by the deep knowlege that somewhere deep inside photography there is something morbid and dead, but that it is beautiful that way.
c) have some emergency supplies of TP on hand, for those really late nights where none can be found, and the texture just does not matter anymore...
or
D) all of the above.
e) none of the above.
So... really, pick it up at Amazon... I got mine for three dollars.. (it was cheaper than a roll of TP.... hence by using it as such, I was actually elevating it within the cosmic order... Next reincarnation, it will probably be a barf-bag, or diapers.....
DoNtTakeThIs2sErIoUs'K!? bt do read the book... it will answer all kinds of questions you've not tortured yourself with - yet.