Yes, well, I tried to write something very serious and considered about Raymond Williams and the structure of feeling, but it appears that I can't trust myself to write anything at all - not even about deceased cultural theorists, mmm, saucy - without committing a flagrant breach of my Strict Editorial Policy. Radio silence will therefore be observed until further notice.
*grins wickedly*
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
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You shagged Raymond Williams?
I think we deserve to know more. I've been entirely upfront about that thing with Derrida, me, and the tube of Primula.
Is it a breach of your Strict Editorial Policy to tell us what your Strict Editorial Policy is?
gtoeaa: Maori expression meaning "I shouldn't have kicked that boulder"
These strict editorial policies are a pain. I break mine all the time, don't really know why I bother having one.
But there you go.
Raymond Williams?
*wikipedes*
Dead Welshman. Right.
Isn't the whole point of having an editorial policy breaking it?
Having an editorial policy ensures the ability to make vague leading comments. It is, therefore, worth having.
Also missed your editorial policy. What happened with the thesis btw?
Tim: I can categorically state that I have not had sexual relations with any of the founding fathers of cultural studies, not even the ones that are still alive.
Those French post-structuralists, on the other hand, well they're just *filthy*.
Nibus, Realdoc: the editorial policy (such as it is) is outlined in the comments here.
Good grief, I appear to have stolen Patroclus's editorial policy wholesale.
I just perused it. No sex? Where's the fun in that?
No blogging while depressed is my policy too, hence no posts since god knows when.
Depression and laziness make suitable bedfellows, I reckon.
My new policy is: No job, no posts. Oh, hold on.
I read Foucault (you had to frown and go "Hmmmm...) Then I came across something about him regularly cavorting about in a rubber dress and I became a seminar giggler after that.
Don't remember any spread cheese.
I thought 'Rudebox' was rubbish.
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