Try, please. It’s a deeply felt, urgent, uncynical essay. Romantic in Ong’s (and Cavell’s) sense: “All literary and artistic, not to mention scientific, movements since the romantic movement appear to have been only further varieties of romanticism, each in its own way.”
I don’t think it’s a useful perspective for lots of reasons. But it’s certainly written with the kind of lyrical sentimentality that will get attention.
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