Thirteen thanks to JL for his subscripted rephrasing of my comments. I obviously wasn't sure what I was writing about until his declarification. I'm much more less so now. One wonders why JL has diminished his enthusiasm of late. Surely the ominous shadow of the brothers Andreas-Teemu hasn't darkened his outlook. Celebrate, Bro, sing out! No more one-liners. We want the old JL back with all the footnotes and asides and wickedness. Mike Geary wishing JL would correct his email settings somewhere ----- Original Message ----- From: Mike Geary To: Jlsperanza@xxxxxxx Sent: Tuesday, July 15, 2008 9:45 PM Subject: Re: Idiot-Proof Humor (Is: The Most Recent "New Yorker"'s Cover) Thirteen thanks to JL for his subscripted rephrasing of my comments. I obviously wasn't sure what I was writing about until his declarification. I'm much more less so now. One wonders why JL has diminished his enthusiasm of late. Surely the ominous shadow of the brothers Andreas-Teemu hasn't darkened his outlook. Celebrate, Bro, sing out! No more one-liners. We want the old JL back with all the footnotes and asides and wickedness. Mike Geary somewhere ----- Original Message ----- From: Jlsperanza@xxxxxxx To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Cc: atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx ; andreas@xxxxxxxxxxx ; teemu17@xxxxxxxxx Sent: Tuesday, July 15, 2008 7:07 PM Subject: Idiot-Proof Humor (Is: The Most Recent "New Yorker"'s Cover) In a message dated 7/15/2008 5:08:55 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time, atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx writes: That was a riff on Paul Stone's typo, not a comment on his posts, reviews and critiques which I've always enjoyed. I'm writing this because the most recent New Yorker's cover has made me sensitive to the fact that humor is not always self-evident. ---- Bravo! Let me rephrase that, using my subscript device: "I-jmg am-jmg writing this [post] because the most recent [to date] New Yorker's cover -- the most recent, applied to "New Yorker", not to cover] has made me-jmg sensitive [in Jane Austen's sense, read, "Sense and Sensitivity" --] to the fact [if a fact it is indeed] that humo[u]r - as in bilis, and the other three -- is not always [although most of the times as far as truck stickers go] self [i.e. to the self of J. M. Geary who has _just_ recently posted, in "I and My Shadow" to the effect -- winning Phatic, "acute observation" -- that there is _no_ self] evident. As in 'idiot proof'. This is a riff on JMG, not a comment on his posts, reviews and critiques which I've always enjoyed. I'm writing this because the most recent New Yorker's cover has made me sensitive to the fact that humor is not always self-evident. Cheers, JL