“A Savile Row suit ‘rarely looks new in the conventional sense.’ Its magic ‘is that it enhances your real self into heightened fantasy, then presents this fantasy as your real self.’ “ (Lance Richardson, “House of Nutter,” reviewed by Matthew Schneier, NYTimes)
Mr. Richardson’s Observation seems to me silly on several Levels. It’s “precious” Language in the old “affected” Sense of the Word. It’s a Piece of Casuistry. It’s too cute by half. DISCLOSURE: I have a Weakness for that kind of Rhetoric.
I recently blogged a Wisecrack about “fake Mendacity.” It may have garnered a “Like” from an unlikely Direction. Did the Quip have a Fox-and-Friendly FEEL to it, I wonder?
The new F-word has collapsed into a vapid Slur, rarely true “in the conventional Sense”; applying it to “Mendacity” enhances it into ouroboric Fantasy.
I generally rue these little Effusions afterwards. A good way NOT to cut yourself is to use a sharp Knife. The Rule might apply to Sarcasm, too. I usually remember it after I’m hoist by my own Petard.
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