This and Which (the Sandwich)
http://cogsci.berkeley.edu/lakoff/metaphors/
my brother was nice enough to send me the above - thanks josh - jared suggested that we post it, so this is my return - for you jared, and our shared shakespeare experience - cranky and bowed -but with the help of troilus, which in my book is classified as a comedy, so maybe the political bitterness is thus washed:
"Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of wit he utters! His evasions have ears thus long. I have bobbed his brain more than he has beat my bones. I will buy nine sparrows for a penny, and his pia mater is not worth the ninth part of a sparrow. This lord, Achilles - this Ajax, who wears his wit in his belly and his guts in his head - I'll tell you what I say of him..."
tony and i went to a lecture tonight that was 1 1/2 hours long but only one sentence long. i can't remember any content, but i do have in my head a river-tributary pattern...."architecture could be this blah blah blah, which blah blah, or it could be this, as it is not, which blah blah blah, as then this is, here which is not..." and on flowing to the delta where the lecture built itself, crescendo city. (i'm back with terrible puns.) to tony, i called the lecture the 'this and which', evoking the pattern, and he said hopefully, 'the sandwich?' so hope falls but then it springs, as jared would remind me.
"How now, Thersites? What, lost in the labyrinth of thy fury? Shall the elephant Ajax carry it thus? He beats me, and I rail at him. O, worthy satisfaction! Would it were otherwise, that I could beat him while he railed at me."
my brother was nice enough to send me the above - thanks josh - jared suggested that we post it, so this is my return - for you jared, and our shared shakespeare experience - cranky and bowed -but with the help of troilus, which in my book is classified as a comedy, so maybe the political bitterness is thus washed:
"Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of wit he utters! His evasions have ears thus long. I have bobbed his brain more than he has beat my bones. I will buy nine sparrows for a penny, and his pia mater is not worth the ninth part of a sparrow. This lord, Achilles - this Ajax, who wears his wit in his belly and his guts in his head - I'll tell you what I say of him..."
tony and i went to a lecture tonight that was 1 1/2 hours long but only one sentence long. i can't remember any content, but i do have in my head a river-tributary pattern...."architecture could be this blah blah blah, which blah blah, or it could be this, as it is not, which blah blah blah, as then this is, here which is not..." and on flowing to the delta where the lecture built itself, crescendo city. (i'm back with terrible puns.) to tony, i called the lecture the 'this and which', evoking the pattern, and he said hopefully, 'the sandwich?' so hope falls but then it springs, as jared would remind me.
"How now, Thersites? What, lost in the labyrinth of thy fury? Shall the elephant Ajax carry it thus? He beats me, and I rail at him. O, worthy satisfaction! Would it were otherwise, that I could beat him while he railed at me."
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