Date: Sat, 30 Mar 1996 23:41:01 EST From: poetry shards? Subject: FILLER: An Ode to Wolfie Mashing (This One's for BILL!) Comments: To: the crockery? [totally without redeeming value, just bits gone wide...] Bill Lantry quoth in peath, mouth stuffed full of that wholesome wolfie mashing... -My dear lady of the lupes, -A brief history of Sophism: -K. Burke supplies the answer, with his Rhetoric of Identification. The answer, the whole answer, and nothing but the answer? -by accepting cause and effect as persuasive, we identify ourselves -as members of a culture which accepts it... in some way, we become -consubstantial with other members of the culture. was that persuasion or pervasive? perversion? per vision? -Weaver goes further, saying there are certain "godterms" which are -unquestioned by members of a culture. sacred bulls, running the streets? oh, don't step in the piles... you'll get your shoes dirty! -by arguing for this godterm, they identify themselves as members of a -culture which values the term, they become consubstantial with others, -and thus gain agreement and literally adhesion. You go ahead and have another heaping serving of that wolfie mashing, while I write naught...did you want some gravy to choke over? okay, I think I got the crazy glue pretty well in place...like this? [and a one, and a two, and a three-four-five... phooey-phooey-ooey...] tink -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ An Ode to Wolfie Mashing when the wine is drunk and gone, the little biscuits dry and sticky on your tongue, do you really feel her pain? or do you think we are insane? is it just a touch in vain, some mere whim of little words that makes you quote these dizzy birds? or does your blood really drip and drain on the cross you bear in pain? ave burke! get thee behind me, plato and quaff thy cup, vile socrates... aristototototototalians! paradox implore! a pound of flesh for one of flab? consubstantiation! transubstantiation! even better, wider, higher... INSUBSTANTIATION! spirits low and spirits high, mix and mingle, tingle, tingle... let's conspire to fire and smoke! burn your books in a mental blaze follow the trail out of the haze... and sing! songs of sixpence, songs of whey, who cares what academics play? -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+