'Whatever' possessed us
As first posted to my historic and long-deleted (though archived) blog, Sub Specie Aeternitatis, July 14, 2005. For a template of my gracious way in handling situations like unto that depicted, see my mock-Nockian, lavishly illustrated (with French postcards, even!) and eminently unGoogleable Me-Moeurs of a Superfluid Manhood from June 14, 2012. Speaking of th' Goog', I note that my young benefactress - not antagonist! - from 1991, whose surname, in one of the finest essays in ironic nominative undeterminism in story or song, legend or lore, in all the annals of recorded history, commences with that of the great German poet who passed many a twilit year in Gespr ä che mit Eckermann, has long since found gainful employment far more meet to her gifts than that of the attempted herding of wayward bulls among the central Virginia temporariat, in the Rochester, NY market making balloon animals, a talent that can only do her proud in the af...