entitled opinions, not for the faint of heart, not for the socially mediated, not for the

mimic men, not for the self-satisfied.

Out here on the perimeter, we crush on the unknown.

Out here we look out and realize we don't really know much of anything, beyond the sheer

weirdness of whatever we thought we knew.

Here where the pillars of Hercules mark the threshold of the unpeopled world,

the moon draws nearer to Earth than she was wont and makes men mad.

The true and the lysurgic are convertible. Knowledge forged by hallucinations.

Comrade Jambatista Vico, quote, ignorance is a mother of wonder and made everything wondrous to men who were ignorant of everything.

James Joyce, quote,

River run past Eve and Adams

from swerve of shore to bend of bay

brings us by a commodious vicarculation

back to Houth Castle and Envirance.

Thus begins Finnegan's Wake in the very middle.

We begin in the middle and spend the rest of our lives trying to catch up with where it all

started.

Stay tuned, friends.

We're going to float down the incommodious vicus of recirculation wherever it leads.

A show on James Joyce and Finnegan's Wake coming up.

Stone Immaculate Today's show is a follow-up to the monologue on Jean-Battista Vico's new science that aired a couple of weeks ago on entitled opinions.

I'm joined in KZSU by Corey Dancero, a graduate student in Stanford's program of modern thought and literature,

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