A note about disruption:
I shall desist from my multilingual description of the occurrence of autumnal scents upon my axillae in favor of what I hope will be a more appetizing subject matter. Last night, a somewhat anonymous reader of one of my posts fed my vanity by acknowledging it as a source of inspiration for a rant of his own. Despite planning on making some sort of point with the line of writing I had recently engaged in (and, to be sure, I am likely to return to it), I realized that it was crap, largely symptomatic of my boredom. As I mentioned in my reply to the comment to my post by my interlocutor, my curiosity has been rekindled by the prospect of rapport in the realm of ideas. I was reminded of the spirit whence this blog began: the essential collegiality in the furtherance of intellectual pursuit. Gasping before fully drowning in the unrelenting banality of what is on the internet and in most of everyone’s minds, I remembered I should seek to fail better, and that is only accomplished by trying.
