Can we get the Childlike Empress to offer a take on this? How about Morla the Swamp Tortoise? It’s never going to stop, is it? There is neither beginning nor ending, neither plenitude nor surcease, merely the infinite recurrence of finite combinations in time. Please, could someone spare an amor fati?
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by Brian Phillips · September 24, 2008
But if we stopped talking about it, how would Martin Samuel find material for his weekly ‘Martin Samuel Tells You What A Cretin You Are’ feature?
Here’s the thing, Fredorrarci: You’re wrong. Really wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. It is a myth that Martin Samuel calls anyone a cretin. I can remember writing articles about this issue after Partick Thistle were eliminated from the Vessel of Scotland Harbinger Cup in 1974. Congratulations to Fredorrarci, who wins the Half-Baked Newspaper Conspiracy Prize of the Week. I think the opposite. Give it a rest.
/Samuel’d