“The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.” — Ursula K. Le Guin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas
“While I’m at it, silent movies weren’t silent either. They were shown along with live music. It’s a hard world for us pedants.” — Peter Adamson, “Back to Basics: Averroes on Reason and Religion,” History of Philosophy without any gaps (2013-11-10)
I have a hard time leaving an ‘i’ undotted.
The guest is telling a story. One of my favourite thinkers tells it. I know it well — better than him.
The podcast segment continues. I laugh loud. The guest is a fan of the same thinker.
I have to rewind a few times while listening. It’s difficult to concentrate when I’m thinking: “Will I comment? And, if yes, how do I make it sound fun, not pedantic.”
One of the hosts crosses his wires. The Swiss often get asked if they speak Swedish.
I start the comment with self-deprecation and use plenty of smileys.
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It’s impossible not think of something you’ve been told not to think about.
A while back I was listening to another show. The host is ranting. “If you want me to be less pedantic, don’t put an ‘n’ before the ‘d’ when complaining.”
Can someone help me with getting my foot out of my mouth?
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