J thought it was funny that I was so obsessed with what Michelle O was wearing, but for me, the fashion was the only material thing that happened. His policy on the FISA bill, he won't close Gitmo (hell, he's actually suspended trials for 120 days, which is um, the opposite of what we wanted, right? I mean... aren't we trying to get them trials rather than just sticking them in the oubliette forever?) he spends too much money, he's determined to not give gay people the rights of every citizen... isn't he, basically, Bush, but less annoying to look at?
What's funny is that yes, I even like him better than Bush... I just don't have the irrational hatred of Bush that feeds an irrational love of Obama.
Oh, and I take back the other thing I said about the 120 day suspension - it appears that he's making a genuine effort to close Gitmo and get them trials, which is a good thing.
Your post title is driving me insane.caligineuxJanuary 21 2009, 21:24:03 UTC
One of my favourite bloggers takes the poem apart stanza by stanza. It's even more fascinatingly bad when it's dissected so you can clearly see all the rotten bits.
I wasn't impressed with yesterday's poem, but I quite like "On the Pulse of Morning." I own the audiobook in which she explains the symbolism. "Before cynicism was a bloody sear across your brow / And when you yet knew you still knew nothing," is one of my favorite lines from it, so much so that it's part of the quote list on my LJ profile. I believe it's now out of print, but if you'd like to borrow it to give it a second look sometime, I'd be glad to see if I can locate it.
I don't like poetry. I especially don't like recitations from unctuous poets in love with questionable meter uttered in their own voice. I can't recall a single example of the medium that convinces me it isn't all wanking.
Shelley told us poets were the unacknowledged legislators of the world; in this, we are in complete agreement, to the extent that those who aren't legislators are rarely acknowledged as such :)
I don't seek out basketball, but if for some reason we had a Basketball Laureate of the United States (I'm being silly, of course) and it was typical to have said exemplar perform a brief demonstration of dribbling, I doubt seriously that I'd comment because, well, I know diddlysquat about basketball. I wouldn't say, "This dribbling was better than the dribbling in 1993," because I'm not informed or interested enough to comment.
You don't like wine, either. That doesn't make those of us who drink it wankers. :)
I don't like wine but I understand completely why others do. I've tried enough of it to know that there are many flavors and those flavors interact with food in different ways. It still pretty much all tastes like rancid grape juice to me, but I understand that if your palate accepts it, it's a complex topic offering a lot of variety and interest. I get expensive, complicated hobbies. No trouble there.
Poetry appreciation is subjective, of course, and you could argue I simply haven't acquired the taste. But I've put more time into studying poetry than I have wine, however, and no analysis I've read, and no single poem, has convinced me it's a better form of expression than prose. Yesterday's example did nothing to push me off that position. But don't take my word for it - here's a poetry scholar who agrees with me.
Incidentally, did you choose the gerund 'dribbling' randomly or was it a brilliant pun? I went back and read the dribbling from 1993, and I take it back - Angelou's piece is better, for all that it is pretty much
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What's funny is that yes, I even like him better than Bush... I just don't have the irrational hatred of Bush that feeds an irrational love of Obama.
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One of my favourite bloggers takes the poem apart stanza by stanza. It's even more fascinatingly bad when it's dissected so you can clearly see all the rotten bits.
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Shelley told us poets were the unacknowledged legislators of the world; in this, we are in complete agreement, to the extent that those who aren't legislators are rarely acknowledged as such :)
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You don't like wine, either. That doesn't make those of us who drink it wankers. :)
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Poetry appreciation is subjective, of course, and you could argue I simply haven't acquired the taste. But I've put more time into studying poetry than I have wine, however, and no analysis I've read, and no single poem, has convinced me it's a better form of expression than prose. Yesterday's example did nothing to push me off that position. But don't take my word for it - here's a poetry scholar who agrees with me.
Incidentally, did you choose the gerund 'dribbling' randomly or was it a brilliant pun? I went back and read the dribbling from 1993, and I take it back - Angelou's piece is better, for all that it is pretty much ( ... )
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