Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Shahrazade's Wedding, Part II
Because A Thousand and One Nights Are Never Enough
To hear the story, sit by the board
To read the story, look over the Princess' shoulder
It's fun to play emotional chess. As long as they're seated on the groom's side. Seriously, I love this. Favorite line today: ..."until the latter was put into the litter ..." Really, really good. xoxo
From Wikipedia is the description of the philosophical work underlying this story. On Bullshit is an essay by philosopher Harry Frankfurt. Originally published in the journal Raritan in 1986, ... The bullshitter is simply uninterested in the truth. Rather, bullshitters aim primarily to impress and persuade their audiences. Whereas the liar needs to know the truth the better to conceal it, the bullshitter, interested solely in advancing his own agenda, has no use for the truth.
Mireille, I find myself wondering at times if your husband's last name starts with 'J.'
That's the word, TLP. And definition.
Oh, OK, that's the other word, quilly. And your definition shifted my paradigm.
Nessa, that comment got you a full-throated chuckle. I like how you play.
Sage, people around here already think I was raised by wolves, let's try to keep in the family that I'd have been luckier. Mind your language, laddy!
Sis, you're going to want a Ganesh, aren't you? Personally, I like the tiger lilies better but if the Red Sox win tonight I'll work a marigold into the story somewhere.
Doug, yes...my mouth certainly needs protection. Thanks for censoring it.
I thought this was a well crafted storyline with your needle-point stitches in between. Nice quilt you are in the process of making. Make sure the edges don't fray...trouble will come of it and the bride won't like it.
Will there be a hen night, I am not doing anything next weekend!
I hope you had a grand weekend, JD. I'm that way with chess and weddings so it's a little odd, now that you mention it, for me to have writing this at all.
Magnificently, Mireille.
A hen night! If I take your meaning it's a grand idea.
Cooper, I'm older than you and you should trust me on this: curiosity is better felt on Sunday afternoon than Monday morning.
Well, TLP, I have no idea what you're talking about, but don't make them angry.
I can't believe that I literally couldn't get here this weekend. But I enjoyed the story no less. I see where lace is the inspiration for today. I really like this tale.
I think this story inspired a dream I had last week in which I was to be married off to a sheikh of sorts - I know that I was not his first or only bride.
To hear the story, sit by the board
22 comments:
Me first!
I did listen to the story already but I got all giddy with being the first commenter.
This was a sweet story. My eyes got all misty, too. Was there a word, though? Did I miss it?
No word, Nessa. Got one you'd recommend?
Thanks, Actonbell. I think it's fixed. Bad Butterfly! Oops.
Can't wait to learn who'll be catering.
Nice story, Doug, and very neatly crafted.
It's fun to play emotional chess. As long as they're seated on the groom's side. Seriously, I love this. Favorite line today: ..."until the latter was put into the litter ..." Really, really good. xoxo
Nice. Very nice.
Word for the day: Reunion, n., party of old northern soldiers.
Very nice, indeed.
Word for today: PERSPECTIVE n. when a view shifts one's angle rather then one's angle shifting the view.
Doug: I have a word for you now, but it may be against the rules; D
From Wikipedia is the description of the philosophical work underlying this story. On Bullshit is an essay by philosopher Harry Frankfurt. Originally published in the journal Raritan in 1986, ... The bullshitter is simply uninterested in the truth. Rather, bullshitters aim primarily to impress and persuade their audiences. Whereas the liar needs to know the truth the better to conceal it, the bullshitter, interested solely in advancing his own agenda, has no use for the truth.
That was a sweet story! I recommend marigolds, myself.
I want my comment back!
Who took the penguins comment?
Al, the caterer is always the suspenseful part.
Mireille, I find myself wondering at times if your husband's last name starts with 'J.'
That's the word, TLP. And definition.
Oh, OK, that's the other word, quilly. And your definition shifted my paradigm.
Nessa, that comment got you a full-throated chuckle. I like how you play.
Sage, people around here already think I was raised by wolves, let's try to keep in the family that I'd have been luckier. Mind your language, laddy!
Sis, you're going to want a Ganesh, aren't you? Personally, I like the tiger lilies better but if the Red Sox win tonight I'll work a marigold into the story somewhere.
Minka, was it my day to watch your mouth?
Nessa, did you look in the couch?
Leili will want everyone to wear leis.
I'm no good at chess because I can never remember what the pieces can or cannot do. I can handle checkers and tic tac toe very well though.
Happy Weekend to Doug & fellow readers!!
Alliteration, always. As you know. xoxo
Thank you, Nessa!
Doug, yes...my mouth certainly needs protection. Thanks for censoring it.
I thought this was a well crafted storyline with your needle-point stitches in between. Nice quilt you are in the process of making. Make sure the edges don't fray...trouble will come of it and the bride won't like it.
Will there be a hen night, I am not doing anything next weekend!
Sigh.....
Again, so prefect.
The ending of these things always leave me curious as to what is next, not a good way to feel on a Sunday afternoon.
You're doing what to Minka's mouth????
So have you started thinking about how you're working in the marigolds? What effect do gamma rays have on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds anyway?
I hope you had a grand weekend, JD. I'm that way with chess and weddings so it's a little odd, now that you mention it, for me to have writing this at all.
Magnificently, Mireille.
A hen night! If I take your meaning it's a grand idea.
Cooper, I'm older than you and you should trust me on this: curiosity is better felt on Sunday afternoon than Monday morning.
Well, TLP, I have no idea what you're talking about, but don't make them angry.
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Thanks, TLP. I never knew. Have you read or seen the play?
I can't believe that I literally couldn't get here this weekend. But I enjoyed the story no less. I see where lace is the inspiration for today. I really like this tale.
I think this story inspired a dream I had last week in which I was to be married off to a sheikh of sorts - I know that I was not his first or only bride.
Love the story, now I'm off to walk Louie.
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