That's it exactly.
It has that indefinable feel of versimiltude, without being blatant about it. Brash and declarative without any insipid egotism. Insouciant without a trace mockery.
Perhaps that was the review of the wine I am drinking. I don't really like the taste of the stuff, but important people seem to talk that way about it, so I figured it would improve my status is I learned to do that too.
Ironic, isn't it?
How about ineffable? Or effable, for that matter.
If flammable means burnable, what does inflammable mean?
And while we are on the subject, is it taxonomically correct to call him Mickey Mouse? Isn't it more properly Mousans Michaelangelis? Or if that is merely his name, as in Daffy Duck and Donald D., why isn't it Pluto Dog, and why is it Scrooge McDuck? We know he is a Duck, and we know he is cheap, why wasn't he called Quackie Chretien? Do you think he has something going with the Beagles Boys in insurance fraud?
Excuse me if I seem to digress, I am just trying to get a handle on the more important metaphysical questions of our time.
What is your favourite chewing gum?
Why?
I don't need to know the answers right away, I am just trying to stimulate thought.
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