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Feb-12-07
 | | jessicafischerqueen: <twinlark> Did you compose that poem? If you did, you should immediately apply for position of <Goggly Laureate> of England. Or Ireland. |
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: <twinlark> you live in Oz? no wonder you know so much in the ways of <Marsoop Eyals>... Do you live next door to <Hitman>? (knows nothing about Antipodean geometry)
geology
geography? |
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| Feb-12-07 | | twinlark: If one injudiciously inhales copious quantities of buger shuger, dear sir, this will indeed assist one's endeavours in buggering off to la la land. |
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Feb-12-07
 | | Domdaniel: Mind you, that stuff is nearly as bad as WB bloody Yeats. |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: <Marsoop Eyals> Okay, enough already, that made me snarfle right on the verge of laughing out loud, and if I indulge in lollery my circuits will implode... <Marsoop> is an honorific, of course, like Marsoop Ney and Marsoop Duchamp... |
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| Feb-12-07 | | twinlark: Much as I would love to lay claim to this poem, it was composed by John O'Brien in the early twentieth century, beautifully capturing the cultural "pessimism" of the Outback. |
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: <Marsoop Ney>?
Is that the chap who blew the <Battle of Waterloo> for the Frogs in 1815? The Duke of Wellington (re-tired, ready for winter driving). |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: Frogs? As a devout observer of the French Defence - if I ever start a chess magazine I'll call it Frogspawn. And anyway it was the Battle of Wallamalloo where hubris got clobbered by nemesis, nesspah? |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: <the cultural "pessimism" of the Outback.>
Innaresting. It also captures the Irish habit of talking incessantly about the weather, with the subtext being 'whatever the weather's up to, it's a bad thing, even if it's stopped, and yesterday was terrible altogether, but this is worse...' |
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: <NEMESIS>: The Academic Journal that thinks you're a dog!! This quarter we feature:
"Why my Books make Really Terrible Christmas <Presence>" by J. Derrida "I'm OK, you're a Tosser--The Evolution of the British Self-Help Manual" by Richard Dawkins and
"Tits oot For the Lads" by <Geordie-atric> Spivak. Place your orders now!! |
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: HELP! people are discussing "chess" in my forum...
(panics) |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: <Jess> heh. Hmm. I hadn't even checked to see if <tits> got past the censor, hence that earlier <bazoomkas>. Though I guess lovers of the great crested grebe and the blue tit need to refer to birdies in the plural sometimes. What did poor old G Spivak do, apart from that impenetrable preface to Grammatology? A *real* professor asked me once if I'd understood it. "No", I said. "Me neither", he replied. Of course impenetrabilia don't really need to be *understood*, do they? Just sung to a country'n'western beat... <The sign
Is an ill-named thang
It'll bring you down...>
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: LOL future creator of <Frogspawn>. On a <pseudoserious> note, anything of substance Derrida ever "said" was said more concisely and less confoosedly by the obscure philosopher <PseudoDionyseus> (google him), tho you're probly "in the loop" I susppecks. Spivak published a bunch of crap in the 90s complaining about the <colonization> of feminism by rich white western liberal wymyn. Blecch. |
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| Feb-12-07 | | Eyal: <What did poor old G Spivak do, apart from that impenetrable preface to Grammatology?> I suppose that when there's not even a glimmer of hope to understand the book itself, one has at least some hopes from the preface. But it seems that when you come in too much contact with incomprehensible discourse you become incomprehensible yourself. <post-structural(ist) stress syndrome> is quite a good name for it; I usually find its most severe manifestations in people who deal with Derrida and Lacan, so maybe from a clinical viewpoint <post-jacques syndrome> should be classified as a special case. |
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: <Eyal> True story-- During my brief (but wonderful) stint in Montreal, I once happened upon a sheaf of papers lying sodden in a gutter. I picked up the first leaf, which featured a title:
<Hamlet Through Lacan>. I promptly dropped it, returning it to what I suspect may have been its most meet storage location. |
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| Feb-12-07 | | Eyal: <I promptly dropped it, returning it to what I suspect may have been its most meet storage location.> Well done! That's what I call <natural selection> in action... |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: <HELP! people are discussing "chess" in my forum... > As am I. If you can't beat 'em, look dangerous and demand a draw. As long as it doesn't frighten the horses.
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: <Dom>
"Chess"?
Is this some kind of new-fangled "pastime"?
What happened to Tradition, for Cripe's sake?
(goes back to winnowing or whatever the heck they used to have to do to eat). <Eyal> lol let's make <Spencer> turn in his grave while we're at it, the <social Darwinist> misunderstander of <Darwin>. Often seen in <Kramnik> game commentaries: "The position seems <Darwinish> now..." |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: Derrida himself at least had some wit and style... it's the followers who inhaled the opacity without ever reproducing the style that I object to. And Lacan just got let down by his complete failure to understand his own scientific metaphors -- he perpetrated some horrible mathematical solecisms, too. I *did* enjoy that quantum gravity spoof thing a few years back, though, with Lacan in the firing line. Come to think of it, Spivak's impenetrable intro must have been writ over 30 years ago. I was vaguely aware she'd become a sort of panjandrum in the meantime. Ah, the Tyranny of Lucidity. Some struggled against it with home-made fertiliser bombs - like Colonel Bat Guano - and some used forks and hope... Some threatened its life with a railway share? No, that's the Snark, I seem to be getting my Mythical Monsters in a twist. Where's JL Borges when I need him? |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: There was one pretty good pop song out of all that stuff -- Jacques Derrida, by Scritti Politti <I'm in love with Jacques Derrida
Read a page and I know I need to
Take apart my baby's heart...>
Don't think he's talking paedo-cardiology there somehow... |
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Feb-12-07
| | Domdaniel: <Misunderstanders of Darwin> abound. Like Disney: Nature pink in tooth and claw. |
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| Feb-12-07 | | twinlark: <It also captures the Irish habit of talking incessantly about the weather> I think about a third of the Aussie population is part of, or descended from, the Irish diaspora, so the two countries share more than <International Rules> and a special affection for the Poms. |
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| Feb-12-07 | | Eyal: <Scritti Politti> I remember reading somewhere that Derrida had lunch with band leader Green and described him as "a very intelligent young man, really knows his Wittgenstein." |
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: <Colonel Bat Guano> LOL <Tyranny of Lucidity> Is this related to the <Tyranny of Lucifer>? (considering renting the remake of <The Omen> tonight). Dom: a <logophile> such as yerself might appreciate the excellent movie I rented last night: <Akelee and the Bee>, all about Spelling Bees. It's an <Apian Delight>! Words worthy of the Championship Round:
<solecism> <panjandrum> <lollery>, and, perhaps most notably, <innaresting> (bound to catch a few, that!) |
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Feb-12-07
| | jessicafischerqueen: <Dom> and <friends>: <I'm in love with Jacques Derrida Read a page and I know I need to
Take apart my baby's heart...> Brilliant! Thank god for pop culture. Reminds me of a song from I can't remember who-- An American band my brother used to listen to. The lyrics go <I was really in love with William Faulkner/My Mother was a Fish/But I just couldn't get across that river/It was just too long a trip> (Double allusion to <As I Lay Dying>, my favorite novel by my favorite writer) |
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