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The outrage of it all! My analyst hinted that my discourse could be
1. Having the ring of truth or plausibility but actually fallacious: a specious argument.
2. Deceptively attractive.
[Middle English, attractive, from Latin speci sus, from speci s, appearance; see spek- in Indo-European roots.]
spe cious•ly adv.
spe ci•os i•ty (-sh - s -t ), spe cious•ness (-sh s-n s) n.
but “I hate you specious to pecious!”
It seems I expend a lot of energy expressing excuses for my neurotic behaviour in a way that is pleasing to myself, instead of rolling up my sleeves to do something about it. Hey, that rings a bell – “Philosophers have only interpreted the world. The point, however, is to change it” – Karl Marx.
Marx wrote ‘all profit is theft’, but he profited from the profits of others.
Schopenhauer wasn’t nearly so miserable as someone who has just read one of his books must feel. Apparently he wrote doom and gloom and lived as a hedonist. And Virginia Woolf, who had arrived at the conclusion that for the world to become a better place, ‘one would have to give up inherited wealth’. But she didn’t give up her family purse that filled up automatically like the magic treacle jug without her having to lift a little finger. She committed suicide.
The only way it will ever change is if people stop living in contradiction with their stated principles.
“One's basic nature is totally without hope, and yet one's nervous system is made out of the optimistic stuff.” Francis Bacon
Words worth a mention: master deceiver - crystallisation - repurposed...
I saunter into the kitchen to make coffee and glance at the kitchen notice board and see PAIN and coffee.
Could it be I had never noticed that bread in French means douleur in English? Is it the douleur of the constantly renewed effort of earning our daily bread?
In any case, all these words are superfluous today, a mere pretext to show the work of two amazing artist(e)s. Painter Jan Roset and singer Etenesh Wassié. Above is a clip of Etenesh with Le Tigre, but she also has a duo with Mathieu Sourrisseau on the bass. My favourite is Sew Neutu. I don't understand a word of what she is singing, just as I haven't got a clue how Jan achieves her effect, but these are two languages I wish I could speak!
And a picture of my favourite Scottish islet - Ailsa Craig - at sunset. Taken from Dunure.