archives for Sunday 17 September 2006
Sunday 17 September 2006 | someone left a cookie
Ain’t got it. Nuh-uh, no how. Don’t think I ever have, but certainly not after the Republican, much less the Monk. When the object is out of sight, s/he/it’s out of mind, totally out of the realm of possibility, never coming back, gone-gone, bye bye all bes. When the object is on her/his/its way out [...]
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I suppose that the inferiority of the teachers of [English] is largely due to the fact that they are recruited from the lower moiety of pedagogical aspirants. The more ambitious fellows tackle something that seems more recondite, and hence better worth knowing. [...] The stupider fellow turns to something that is easier and more obvious, which is to say, to the language that every "educated" man is presumed to know, and the books he is presumed to have read....But in English even the higher ranks of professors tend to be inferior to those of any other faculty. The papers printed in [the journals] seldom show any professional competence or contribute anything worth knowing to the subject. For the most part they consist wholly of dull pedantries—attempts to establish the dates of some forgotten poet, investigations of the stealings of one obscure author from another, elaborate statistical inquiries into weak endings, and so on and so on. [...] The men who actually know something always know the difference between something and nothing, but the professors of English seem to be largely unaware of it....they devote themselves ardently to irrelevant trivia about the writers of the past, many of them existing today only as flies embalmed in the amber of text-books.
—HL Mencken
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