Tuesday, 7 November 2006
It's all kinds of things.
It's a little boy in New Delhi asking his father (who just happens to be a Fabian Foreign Minister) in 1957 if he can please have a new Danish toy,a kind of erector set, for his birthday, knowing that Daddyji can never say no.
It's a Danish churchyard attendant who with the thoughts he's been thinkin' decides to order a dozen of these before he gets down to writing out any future metaphysics.
It's the ambitious student who is the first person to attend college in her entire family of heedless hapax legomena.
When I use a word, Humpty Dumpty said, it means whatever I want it to mean.
That's Lewis Carroll.
Wipe your glosses with what you know.
That's Mr. James Joyce.
Posted on 11/07/2006 6:47 PM by Hugh Fitzgerald
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