OP Birthdays ~ 2/6

Nico Robin

when it starts to rain: the sky’s quick intake of breath and
the very first drops, on your forehead or wrist
or, somehow, the inside of your glasses.
and everyone looks up at once, as if needing confirmation–
that something as predictable as the clouds can surprise.
you start to hear it: the drops are stronger now,
catching in your hair and eyelashes,
spilling down your cheeks like tears.
they leave dark drops on the street, isolated.
then the sky opens up–
the scattered drops connect and fill
into puddles and rivulets; the water travels downhill,
down the street, down the town into a stream,
and into the river, and into the ocean and back again.
and you’re standing there, soaked through
your clothes, soaked through your skin,
soaked to the bone and the rain’s coming harder
and everyone’s running for cover
or everyone’s the same as before,
not giving a damn (it’s just water anyway)
and you’ve never found peace in your own head
but out here, with thunder from miles away
but the rain on your skin, you think:
maybe this is close.
—  genevieve w.

so how much would my roommate hate me if i made this my alarm clock

“When we talk about opponents, about adopting and defending positions, scoring points, or, simply, winning and losing arguments, it is difficult to know how we might articulate the things we mean by these phrases without using these warring and related sports metaphors. Yet embedded as it is, we can and should attempt to pry loose this metaphor in our thinking about argument and in our practice of argument.

Toward that end […] a necessary first step involves acknowledging the entanglement of this metaphor with the long historical narrative of reason as embattled, as continually warding off and defending against the ever-lurking threats of unreason or irrationality. I will also contend that this metaphor of embattled reason is significantly compelled by the recurring historical metaphorical gendering of reason, by the persistent depiction of the "man of reason” as continually battling aspects of unreason regularly constructed as womanly or “feminine” – passion, instinct, nature, body, unruly bodily intrusions, or distracting charms.“

- Phyllis Rooney, "Philosophy, Adversarial Argumentation, and Embattled Reason,’ in Informal Logic, vol. 30 no. 3 (2010), p.211-2.

She’s hella right. What good reason is there for all of our metaphors for argument to be based on sport and war? The goal of any argument shouldn’t be to win, but to come to the best conclusion. So why use winning-based metaphors?

How much better would our arguments work if ‘winning’ was never taken to be the goal?

Crypton English Tag Meme

[I wanted to do a tag meme thingy so here
You don’t have to tag yourself or anything, ‘cause this still gives some headcannon facts]

//Negative shit, sorry for the ooc stravaganza as of late but yeah. At your own risk.

And before I jump in, just a quick note - I will see if there will be any other thread replies or ask replies today but it’s likely there won’t and I apologize. My mood as of now is… not very good.

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