Just My Imagination
In Which Your Humble Blogger totally creeps himself out, and can’t really articulate what is so creepy about it.
Category: rhetoric
What Makes Him Sick
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In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t actually think that the 1960 Houston Speech was actually all that great a speech, but it did the job.
The Bitch Is Back
In Which Your Humble Blogger has really only three or four problems, I mean that I would call problems. I wouldn’t call the appropriate categorization of swear words a problem, really.
It’s the phantom second syllable that does it.
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In Which Your Humble Blogger wanted to find a way to work in something about ‘pabulum et stabulum’, that is, room and board for your horse. Which phrase should totally, totally be in frequent use to describe shitty benefits packages: I get five days paid vacation/personal/sick days, one percent into my 401k, and pabulum et stabulum, and I even had to pay for the uniform.
Regarding snobbery
In Which Your Humble Blogger also finds a distinction between elitism and snobbery, but the note is long enough and y’all probably get it already.
Ethos, Porthos and wait a minute, that’s not right.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is himself blocked in by previous rhetorical techniques, but only to the audience of Gentle Readers, so that’s all right.
Election Day 2011
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In Which Your Humble Blogger should note what Gentle Readers already know, I hope, that American-style democracy works to the extent that people care about electing the Town Council and the Board of Education, far more so than the President.
Father, daughter and lolly
In Which Your Humble Blogger, far from believing that as Mr. Rosenbaum claims removing an adverb strengthens a sentence ninety-five times out of a hundred, claims in fact that any bad sentence that contains an adverb can be made worse by rewriting it without any adverbs.
They still have to pass their finals, though
No Lean Land
In Which Your Humble Blogger complains about the complainy thing; if you want to read about the substance, there’s plenty of places for that.