no news is good news

That is, nothing further on here for the next while due to catching up with marking, getting all work back to students before the end of term, and preparing for exams. Call it self-grounding. I did, however, come across the following rather fine specimen of the Beebian Art of Juxtaposition:

Sans commentaire. Well [2010-04-07], no, it would be churlish not at least to pay lip-service to the proprieties. And, indeed, that’s it on the commentative front: for while humour(s)  Obrienaternal may tend towards the facetious and flippant at the best of times, at times such as these, all things can but become dark yet unrestrained. This is the real apocalypse that people fear, deep down, the fear that dares not speak its name; the real reason that literature and literacy are dangerous things. Beyond life imitating art: when puns take over the world. I do try to remind myself that this is only the End of Term, not the End of Days. Retaining some optimism, back to our original Gem of Beebery, that the Great Mother Church might find salvation and redemption through, say, a conservative (sensu stricto) reactionary embrace of its Carnivalesque Aspect. Now that would be a veritable Renaissance.

Or maybe I’ve been reading too much Rabelais. And thinking about Aspects and suchlike c/o (work and) talking too much about Avatar, being one of The Select who actually rather liked it; though, I admit, when I saw it I was in need of pure proper escapist entertainment, visual feasts, emotional roller-coasters (possibly verging on the trite), and regression-therapy. I could have done without the cheesy soundtrack, though. That didn’t fulfill any of these needs. But this Classical Brit Awards nominee, though—that would have hit the spot (and returns us neatly to the matter at hand).

Mixing metaphors in terrible taste? Pah! I’m only warming up, there’s still final exams and their marking to come. The sacrifices I make, all in students’ interests and method-marking—being itself after all a species of method-reading, which sympathetic stance is key to understanding and good criticism. Criticism broadly speaking: literary, cultural, and above all with wider tropological implications.

In dark and decrepit times, the more juvenile and light-hearted one’s mood, the better for all concerned. That’s my Words of Wisdom for the next few days.

Image source
(top): Cartoonstock
(bottom): BBC News, Europe page, 2010-04-13

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