Monday, September 14, 2009

Contrafribularities

Our pal Boris has chosen to mark today by eulogising Samuel Johnson, who, surprisingly, seems not to be related to him.
To some, old Sam might seem like a loud mouthed twat – a partially educated Clarkson, if you will; an intolerant, cantankerous twerp of the highest order.
Boris says “He is not just sexist. He is not just xenophobic. He is a free-market, monarchy-loving advocate of the necessity of human inequality.”
Boris also says that today Sam would not be tolerated or listened to. I disagree. He would be listened to and dismissed by the majority as a twisted foolish bigot. I am trying to think of an example of a modern figure who serves as an example of this, but I am Johnsoned if I can.

8 comments:

Dave said...

He did know how to put words in alphabetical order though. And even what some of them meant.

I, Like The View said...

reminds me of Cracker

. . .and given your comment on Boris' page, reminded you of him too

I, Like The View said...

(weirdly, there are barely 1,500 web pages devoted to your greeting today - what a shame that such a wonderful word has such little usage)

Donn w/2 Ns said...

..damn these infernal contraptions!

That being said I have on occasion enjoyed Samuel Johnson's Vanity of Human Wishes.

"Wishes" is a poem which loosely adapts Dr. Seuss's original satire, Sam I Am, in order to reveal ...to the whole-wide-world I might add...
of his Johnson's genuine inability to aid his good-lady-wife attain sexual gratification.

Some might say that his Johnson was a little, ahead of his time!
Geddit?

KAZ said...

How about your friend Phil of Edinburgh?

moreidlethoughts said...

Damn! Kaz beat me to it.But I'm sure there are others in the running...

Richard said...

I haven't a clue what you're on about but then I went to school on the edge of Romney Marsh where all we did all day was bring our pets in for ritual slaughter.

He's Spartacus said...

Do not accustom yourself to use big words for little matters.

Almost all absurdity of conduct arises from the imitation of those whom we cannot resemble.

No point, Doctor.

He's not listening.