“I think he has seen,
as no other in our time,
how inexhaustible a mine
is the language of Conversation.”
Emerson on Carlyle
“Professor F______ brought up the idea
of opening the SocSci blog to the faculty
to read--but only those in his division can
make posts or comments.
I like that idea as opposed to a completely
closed conversation, but I wonder what
others may think. Hello?” (‘Fesser P____.)
We understand nothing; our ignorance is abysmal,
the over-hanging immensity staggers us, whither
we go, what we do, who we are, we cannot even
so much as guess. We stagger and grope.
Why would I or faculty-at-large (committee of whole)
want to read stuff we weren’t allowed to respond to?
Comment on? Take issue with? Put in play?
What’s the point? To take notes?
Like listening to someone lecture
who insists no no no questions—
please. Let me finish.
“Yes, Yes, that’s a conversation we need
to have--but notnow.”
Man is insular and cannot be touched.
Every man is an infinitely repellent orb,
and holds his individual being on that
condition.
Seal IT off completely—the cross-disciplinary
fertilization-bounce-of-analogy-begging-to-
differentiate-draw-distinctions-merely-for-
the-sake-of-argument-&-anecdote-&-
local-food for thought going on
inside the new Jensensual
Relations and FAH!
blogs…
Or let it hang out.
Kick the can.
IT’s the difference between
laissez-fair & lasso fair, between
upside down flamingo & hedgehog
croquet and the hard balls & mallets
kind. Chose your magistery.
“A believer in Unity,
a seer of Unity,
I yet behold two…
Cannot I conceive
the Universe without
a contradiction?”
xxxooo, R.Waldo Emerson
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