Note that this post does not have all necessary labels. Freedom of Expression is being limited. But this is not the topic at hand.
The Professor altered the date of this post so that the DFW love would stay at the top of the Workshop for the moment, and so that this post will not negate it.
But readers, have you noticed a turn for the sappy in the Professor's posts lately? The Professor, as a consumer of what one hopes is the objectivest reality possible, wants to know. Re-reading some recent posts, the Professor finds them to be a little sentimental. For instance, the Professor has used the personal pronoun "I" more frequently, no? And the word "love" is occurring more frequently as well. But perhaps the Professor is indeed feeling sentimental, but the blog does not in fact reflect that. It could be that the Professor is coloring everying in shades of sunrise and candy, emotion-wise, including the Professor's own posts. I just don't know. I, the Professor, need your help in figuring this out.
Also, readers, please remind the Professor of the pitfalls of being sentimental, to aid in the Professor's cost/benefit analysis. I guess the good side of sentimentality would be appropriate to hear about as well, for a true cost/benefit analysis. But sentimentality could be said to include an assumption of its own goodness. Or could it? I don't know. The Professor doesn't know. Neither one of us has faith in our own judgment any more.
I think I'll write about tanks or wiring diagrams or something next. Readers, I know the Professor is taxing you with all these requests, but please if you could, suggest something un-emotional for us to disect in the workshop.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Sappy in the past and the future.
Posted by Professor Marvel at 7:20 PM
Labels: dignity, First person, folie a deux, hating on Professor Marvel, judgments, language, LSD, Mystery, nonsense, Professor Marvel's sanity, snails and consumer culture, stake: steak, Third Person
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One might dissect the "tank" of Sarah Palin as someone who eschews setimentality and apparent reason in favor of some pursuit of power or field-dressing a moose. She is a "tank" worthy of dissection, no?
Me thinks the perfection of beauty queen and field dresser of moose (or other wildlife up for being flayed) is ripe for dissection.
I see rainbows, butterflies, and happy prancing unicorns in the Professor's future. Some gushy sentimentality can be good. Enjoy it while you can, Professor...because the cynicism will kick back in soon enough, right?
Oh, and the DFW love should definitely stay on top for awhile. DFW: much to be mourned and he will be sorely missed.
I can't help but think that dissecting a tank will ruin your tiny delicate instruments.
Postillion, I think you're on to something here. I often psychoanalyze the Professor, and I think that, on some level, the Professor just wants the go-ahead to be sappy and sentimental, at least for the moment.
Of course I am right.
Try to stop being sentimental, if you can, Professor. You're going to get hurt.
Fuck.
Tanks! We need Tanks!
Requisition some Tanks immediately for our protection!
Goddamn it.
The Professor has Tourette's.
Son of a bitch!
Poisoned! I've been poisoned by sentimentality! A toxic cloud of it has filled the workshop. Get me the anti-venom, fast!
Oh my God. You killed Kenny!
I don't think that's funny.
Plus, it's in the wrong place, dumbass. It belongs in the DFW comments.
I have a scab on my scalp.
In a moment of self-conscious insecurity over being sentimental, the Professor is making extraneously ironic over-the-top comments.
Please carefully remove the scab and bring the scab to the workshop in a sealed plastic bag.
Gross.
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