There Is No Magic Bullet
I owe it to
CDY for mentioning
Jonathan's use of the Amazon Concordance feature. What's interesting
is that books of quite different aesthetics don't look all that different when
you look at the ranked concordance. Compare the concordance, for example,
of MJB's
Louise in Love with that of CDY's
Second Person. Lots of nice concrete Anglo-Saxon words. BTW,
I am totally stealing CDY's Palatino
addiction.
On the topic of Poetry Words, Claudia once said that "shard" was the new
"butterfly", and Hannah thinks that "cicadas" may be the new "shards". Of
course, those are just the nouns. For verbs, I'd nominate "limn" and for
adjectives "ineluctable", which has the dual disadvantage of being overused
and latinate. Speaking of cicadas, THEY'RE BACK!!! (mwah-ha-ha), after a 17
year hiatus. Not to worry, though, there are plenty of
recipes for the critters.
Kasey and
Joshua are reviewing films again, which
always strikes me as using intellectual howitzers on (mainly) artistic small
fry. On the other hand, the cultural commentary is always interesting, as
are the fresh takes on films (new and old). On the 3d hand, I have been
visiting review sites (e.g., Epinions, et al.) to hear what people say about all
those informercial products I see on my morning treadmill, so I should talk.
It turns out, not surprisingly, that the various real estate programs end up
trying to
sell you thousands of dollars of seminars and information that you could get
for free using Google. The Magic Bullet isn't exactly useless, but there
are cheaper ways to make guacamole. Hip Hop Abs is apparently as effective
as Yoga Bootie Ballet, but the infomercials that I love in this category are the
ones in which you exercise without actually moving.
Greer Childers
proposes deep breathing, and then there are the belts that
shock
your stomach muscles into contraction. My personal favorite is the creepy
Klee Irwin
who tells you that, if you only cleanse your colon, you will defy death and
become rich. What's really amazing about these companies is that they get
sued by the FTC, pay millions in fines, are staffed and run by a host of felons,
and still, every morning, there they are.
I've got a new Poetry, as you know. Also a new Colorado Review
arrived. I might talk about them tomorrow. Or, I may perform a Mega
Tea Ceremony on this house to prepare for Junie's arrival tomorrow afternoon.
That involves all the stuff that guys never actually get around to unless
company is imminent, such as vacuuming, rug-cleaning, furniture de-fur-ification,
refrigerator-detoxifying, bed making, and bathroom-scrubbing. See you
tomorrow. Maybe.