My daughter--age 8--has seen one of the Great Old Ones: Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
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Earlier, I had been looking for where Burton Rascoe's review of Lo! was published, noting that the citations in the biographies of Fort do not support what the text says.
This is right (and write): So why not try this: If academic work is to be commodified and turned into a source of profit for shareholders and for the 1 percent of the publishing world, then we should give up our archaic notions of unpaid craft labor and insist on professional compensation for our expertise, just as doctors, lawyers, and accountants do. It doesn't necessarily mean that academic publishing will die, but there are going to be some massive changes to the system.
So, I lost my mind for the great majority of this year. It came back in August, and I was able to start researching again. Here is my set-up for taking notes from Doubt. Inspired, my 7-year-old daughter grabbed a piece of paper from the printer and started taking notes, too. This is what resulted. It is unbearably cute. Welcome to my little patch of cyberspace, those few of you who have straggled out this far. I'm definitely a Boomer, not a Sooner. |