February 13th, 2016

foxfire foxes

Loose-end Saturday

1. Online articles about the Dr Dee exhibit remind me that that biography last month taught me two things- Paracelsus called himself that because he was, in Greek, para Celsus: beyond Celsus; and exploding stars are called nova because some time in the 16th century astronomers observed the appearance of a new star- stella nova- that was in fact simply an explosion on an existing star.

2. Gloriana's eponymous protagonist yearns desperately for 'fulfillment' (meaning in general, orgasm.) I yearn as desperately for a fulfilling book, and am not finding it. Someone at work said they want to retire and spend their time reading. Said someone is a happy soul, and might very well feel rewarded by anything she might read. I am not a happy soul and grimly continue my plod through Master Skylark, one of those seemingly-short small print books that reads like walking though mud.

Largely because our kidnapped songbird and his mendacious captor recap Bohemian Rhapsody endlessly:
...will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go. (Let him go!)
Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let him go!)
Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let me go!)
Will not let you go. (Let me go!)
Never, never let you go
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