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thirdform

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Just to clarify, I was quoting some random on ILM. I don't have an opinion on whether or not Mark was an intellectual.
Oh sure. ftr I do think the kitchen sink mixed bag pop intellectual has their merits, but more in the literary/aesthetic realm. Something Mark was very good at. Which is exactly why I wished he'd tried to develop some of those talents into fiction. Because as Luke says being the overly-learned type can be cloistering and constricting.
 

thirdform

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oh yeah. that's true. as much to with libertarian politics which partially explains the 80s swing to the right (ie it didn't come out of nowhere) i think i was polite about it fwiw. it's in the "bbow". i'm pretty sure jeremy gilbert must have read it and that's why he very kindly gave me an endorsement for retreat.
Yes, and we saw this in rave. Any political reading which wants to endow it with socialist resonances has to grapple with characters like Staines and Colston-Haytar. Easy to shrug them off as cynical opportunists for a clean conscience, but were they really? The culture quite easily/comfortably made room for that kind of entrepreneurialism. It was no 60s scratch orchestra or Derek Bailey was it, how could it be!
 

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Oh sure. ftr I do think the kitchen sink mixed bag pop intellectual has their merits, but more in the literary/aesthetic realm. Something Mark was very good at. Which is exactly why I wished he'd tried to develop some of those talents into fiction. Because as Luke says being the overly-learned type can be cloistering and constricting.
Now that I think about it, I dunno how I'd distinguish between an intellectual and a pseudointellectual. My instinct would be to look at academic qualifications, but dunno that that's particularly reliable. Often seems to come down to whether or not someone agrees with them.
 

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I like this,

As autobiographical as this first, depressing encounter might be, it is also artificial, constructed by the cultural landscape which inherited Fisher’s work. It is clearly not my raw experience of Mark’s writings – it is far too romantic to be the real deal, even though I would swear that the whereabouts are correct and that it is just how it happened. It is surely my encounter with those words plus the collective dreamwork that his readers have been weaving around them from their publication onwards.
 
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