Guess those of you who thought we were the same person are feeling pretty stupid right about now, huh? Two words to keep in mind for the next time you feel compelled to publish your “theories”: Occam’s freakin’ Razor, my man. Occam’s freakin’ Razor.
May 7, 2004
May 7, 2004
My postmodern dream text, or, the recounting of a poor night’s sleep
….Gadamer’s so-called “problem of application” can be understood as the problem of adapting the meaning of a text to a specific interpretive instance — to the concrete historical situation of the interpreter… But Gadamer is wrong, bless him… …going beyond an author’s original intentions in order to make a text mean something more than the author meant, is changing the text, not properly “interpreting” it. This act of “creative supplementing”
May 7, 2004
My postmodern dream text, or, the recounting of a poor night’s sleep
….Gadamer’s so-called “problem of application” can be understood as the problem of adapting the meaning of a text to a specific interpretive instance — to the concrete historical situation of the interpreter… But Gadamer is wrong, bless him… …going beyond an author’s original intentions in order to make a text mean something more than the author meant, is changing the text, not properly “interpreting” it. This act of “creative supplementing”
May 7, 2004
Talking back to 80s music, 12
Okay, if you insist. But all things being equal, I’d prefer to walk like an Italian. Because in addition to being just so friggin’ cool, Italians can splash enough Drakkar over themselves to choke a Chamber Orchestra — and without even a hint of irony. And that’s, like, always been a dream of mine…