Ah, the morning. Prime blogging season. Unfortunately, I haven’t been blogging much the last couple of days so I must apologize to our five readers. I know you live on every word I speak, and die with every word I do not, but I have a life. Unlike you, my hypothetical reader. Please do not despair as I have papers to write, the universe the contemplate, and ideas to concoct!
A few thoughts.
Yesterday’s big controversy was that Yale abortion art thing. Well, turns out it was a “creative fiction” so instead of being inhumane, evil, and damning; it’s just gross and banal. According to the AP piece:
“The entire project is an art piece, a creative fiction designed to draw attention to the ambiguity surrounding form and function of a woman’s body,” said Yale spokeswoman Helaine Klasky.
Now I must admit, I’m just a poor hick from the north. I haven’t gone to your fancy Ivy League schools and don’t speak your fancy Ivy League language. But… what the hell is that supposed to mean? What’s so ambiguous?
There was a video posted on youtube of Aliza Shvarts on some soapbox (literally) talking about, like, deep things, you know? First time through I had to shut it off, second time through I barely lived it. After about 4 minutes of talking all she really said was, “‘The institution’ forms our language, and we can’t speak their language and speak truth, so we do really terrible performance art.” Honestly that’s all I could make out. Ivy League speak seems to be very good at masking what’s really being said. Makes a 10 page paper a breeze if one can do it right.
Obama would raise capital gains not for revenue, but to stick it to the rich. Yes, because that’s what we need right now. More reason for investors to not invest in American stock. We’ve still got one of the highest rates for capital gains in the world. Britain is below us! But I digress…
Speaking of Britain I may be going there next year. Live in The Strand for a semester.
Bush told the Pope that his speech was “awesome.” How can anyone not love our president?
It’s about nine thirty now, and I think I should go get something to drink… or something. Contemplate my next paper. Just wanted to make sure that we didn’t have another day that is nothing but a quote.