I just got back to Austin yesterday.
I was amused to see the new book that Brian and I put out referred to on the Nietzsche society blog as "a major new publication involving some of the big beasts and bright young things of the anglophone Nietzsche world." Brian's definitely on the 'big beast' side of that, which leaves me as one of the 'bright young things', I suppose...
I was amused to see the new book that Brian and I put out referred to on the Nietzsche society blog as "a major new publication involving some of the big beasts and bright young things of the anglophone Nietzsche world." Brian's definitely on the 'big beast' side of that, which leaves me as one of the 'bright young things', I suppose...
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Is it obvious that they meant the disjunction to be all-inclusive of the contributors?
Really, though, it's a nice looking volume, leaving aside the way it actually looks, I mean. I hope you had no control over that.
I don't know, Matt. But my sheer youth makes me the most probable 'bright young thing' candidate, even if lots of the contributors have me beat on brightness. (Dan Korman and I talked a lot about material constitution while he was here, and I understand that all the contributors are on equal footing as far as 'thing' goes.)
I did have some cover input -- before, the cover had the same Nietzsche face and a shimmery blue color that made it seem like he was underwater. My input was changing the blue to white. Maybe I should've said more.
Ah, you know I was just kidding. We all think of you as bright and young. And even if you were not young, it's one of the nice things about being a philosopher is that your youngness is officially measured not in time since birth but since getting your PhD. In that sense I'm not even born even though I'm not young at all by normal standards. The only real complaint I had on the looks was the use of pink/purple on the cover. It seemed like a funny choice to me. It is a very nice volume, though.
My meatspace inability to determine when people are kidding is legendary. In college I spent half an hour believing that my roommate's girlfriend had a bizarre fetish involving threesomes with other people and peanut butter due to failed kidding uptake.
Put it on a blog, and I'm hopeless.
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