Got to love it: the swirl of confusion generated not only by
talking about stuff (tokens galore, content galore) but also
by talking about how-we’re-talking: exposing underlying
controlling metaphors and hidden assumptions, cultural
knee-jerk connotations, questioning definitions, uncovering
ambiguities and indeterminacy carried in the terms we
use/abuse—
One moment we’re galloping along, trot trot to Boston,trot
trot to Spain, covering ground, getting somewhere until
someone, anyone, pulls the plug on our velocity and
demands: well, what do you mean by “reality,” “logic,”
“good,” “convince,” “exist.” “is” “hierarchy,” “hegemony”
“meaning” and splash—we realize we’ve been walking on
water all along, now sinking in a wonder-mire of definition
and clarification and quibble and argument and down &
down we go, round and round we go loving that old black
magic we weave so well. Or hating it.
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