Sentimental?
In the midst of grading papers from a Philosophy of Language seminar now past, seeing students wrangle with Wittgenstein, Rorty, and Brandom–with the game-relative nature of meaning, the contexts of our linguistic practice–and looking for any sort of sloth-inducing distraction from this work, somehow Albert Goldbarth’s poem, “Sentimental” came to mind. (Perhaps because the overarching…