Towards Epiphanie
December 26th 2009 15:52
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What's in an introduction?
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Believe it or not, I haven't said 'You're about to have one' at somebody in the process of learning the word which inspired my name. I don't want to be smart or rude, and what's more, I lose interest in people as soon as I realise that they aren't familiar with the word epiphany.
Elitist? Hardly! You don't have to have read Virginia Woolf (something about the object reaching its epiphany) or James Joyce (something about a Bloom's epiphany), or even have watched Angel (there is an episode called Epiphany in the second season) or the Sex and the City finale or season 3 or 4 (I think) - it's one of those popularly unpopular words, belonging to people with a generous vocabulary and an appreciation for intricacies of language.
If people repeat Stephanie or (um) E-Tiffany back at me, I know that I will only have to show a little bit more interest in them before I can inoffensively elude them and return to the uninterrupted bliss of introspection.
I know I said I would have an analysis of Lady Gaga's The Fame Monster for you, but analysing her lyrics is really depressing, so I am making slow progress. I have an overabundance of overpoweringly offensive lyrics and visuals to contend with - and that's just in Bad Romance. Maybe sometime next year... I have a bunch of titles for it, though: Dancing At The Margins Of Self-Knowledge; Freak Chic; When Will Lady GaGa Ask Herself To Dance?; Demonic Utterances: Why Lady Gaga's Gaps Speak Volumes About Her Self-Loathing... the list goes on.
My Change of Name Certificate
Elitist? Hardly! You don't have to have read Virginia Woolf (something about the object reaching its epiphany) or James Joyce (something about a Bloom's epiphany), or even have watched Angel (there is an episode called Epiphany in the second season) or the Sex and the City finale or season 3 or 4 (I think) - it's one of those popularly unpopular words, belonging to people with a generous vocabulary and an appreciation for intricacies of language.
Somewhere in Slovenia, they have taken to postmodern architecture
If people repeat Stephanie or (um) E-Tiffany back at me, I know that I will only have to show a little bit more interest in them before I can inoffensively elude them and return to the uninterrupted bliss of introspection.
Dubai by Margaret Le
I know I said I would have an analysis of Lady Gaga's The Fame Monster for you, but analysing her lyrics is really depressing, so I am making slow progress. I have an overabundance of overpoweringly offensive lyrics and visuals to contend with - and that's just in Bad Romance. Maybe sometime next year... I have a bunch of titles for it, though: Dancing At The Margins Of Self-Knowledge; Freak Chic; When Will Lady GaGa Ask Herself To Dance?; Demonic Utterances: Why Lady Gaga's Gaps Speak Volumes About Her Self-Loathing... the list goes on.
The Spectators by Rami Gami Anis
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