Primo Levi, in his book The Periodic Table, characterizes twenty-year-olds [or so] as being “at the age when one has the need, instinct, and immodesty of inflicting on one another everything that swarms in one’s head” (40). Guilty as charged.
I thought of this description in reference to this blog, and mention it here not so much as an apology (I’ve recently been challenged to do less apologizing-more on that later. For now, suffice it to say that I’m kind of sick of apologizing, or more accurately, of being apologetic in general. No! Rather, let us be bold!) as a sort of request for grace from readers (and therefore interpreters) of this explosion of attempted expression…if that makes any sense. If not, feel free to ignore.