So here is my new religion, and I like it very much. Its working title is “Elan Vital,” taken from French philosopher Henri Bergson.
We have a number of prophets who we have drafted, without having asked the permission of said prophets. We wouldn’t be the first. (I know of at least one religion whose messiah was certainly not asked before being involved. That very same messiah was involuntarily drafted as a prophet in yet another, similarly-booked religion.) They include A. A. Milne, Lemony Snicket, Astrid Lindgren, Maurice Sendak, Lao Tzu, Chuang Tzu, Rumi, and quite a few others who I haven’t discovered yet.
Good things happen. Take the Canadian province of Quebec, where student riots kicked out a government that tried to hike tuition. The new Québécois government canceled those hikes on its first day in power.
No, not the luggage!
Allyability: (a) An ally who is a liability. “With friends like these, who needs enemies?” Male feminists, privileged white antiracists, Me, etc. (b) The Ability of the Ally. The jury is still out on what, exactly, that means.
Verbalomit: (a) Verbal vomit, or (b) “verbal” + “omit.” A narcissistic and/or unoriginal stream-of-consciousness that has secretly been edited. Certain items in the stream have been omitted, in the author’s insecurity. Few authors are able to admit that they do this; none can truly say they don’t.* In the context of this blog, this term is also used loosely to describe posts whose propositional movement is one-dimensional, which break The Rules without having first learned said Rules, and/or are of dubious usefulness (such as: a post with unnecessarily hifalutin terms like “propositional movement” that the author actually just made up, or a post in which the author overindulges in self-depreciation).
The patient pedagogical work of Gates Millenium Scholar Dr. Estrella Torrez, “assistant professor in the Residential College in the Arts and Humanities at Michigan State University” whose “scholarship centers on language politics and the importance of community-based knowledge, particularly among rural migrant families and urban Indigenous youth,” is a significant indirect cause of this post.
This happy fellow may not be particularly interested in Jargon.
Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.
Childhood is cannibals and psychotics vomiting in your mouth!
-Maurice Sendak, accessed at goodreads
(borrowed from the Facebook page of one Vasilis Safos)
No Some Rules.
-Loose lips sink ships,
but and I will not be silent.
-I am afraid, and I will
show serve no fear.
-I have done and will do wrong. I will
have serve no shame.
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