I’m shocked – I went and forgot B&W’s birthday. It was days ago – September 10th. How could I forget?! Well I didn’t exactly forget; I thought it was later – late September or maybe October. But I forgot to check until today, so it comes to the same thing. How could I forget? I never have before. I suppose it’s because one of its progenitors doesn’t like it any more, poor little thing, so perhaps it seems tactless to fuss about birthdays. But anyway, another year older it is. It’s three. Last year it was two. The year before that it was one. The year before that it began. Happy Birthday, B&W.
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19 responses to “The Third”
Three years! Means I’ve must have started watching this site only a few months after it began… Anyway, congratulations!
Yup, three years! September 2002. September 10 was the date the first News item was posted.
Thanks!
Happy belated birthday!Hard to believe – but then so are some of the weird articles you find. Thank you.
Congratulations — your log and your site are always interesting, stimulating reads.
Thanks! Have a piece of birthday cake and a glass of champagne.
Congratulations, and many, many more for this oasis.
Well, Happy Birthday, B&W! This calls for a celebration. I’ll be down at the pub.
Keep up the good stuff OB & JS; the only place I look at regularly on the web, discovered via Arts And Letters Daily a couple of years back, which I am grateful for.
Congratulations. I may also have discovered it via A&LDaily, probably shortly after the launch, and it has since replaced the latter as one of the first places I look after logging on, sometimes even before checking my own e-mail. Though you quote from and link to a number of worthwhile sites and blogs, only B&W itself is a close enough match to my own views and interests to be devoid of large stretches of boredom.
I shall once more refrain from signing off as Nick S, though the mischievous impulse is certainly there…
“only B&W itself is a close enough match to my own views and interests to be devoid of large stretches of boredom.”
Uh oh. Uh oh. Echo chamber. Echo chamber.
Aww. That’s nice to know, guys.
I have to admit, if B&W were someone else’s, I would think it was a remarkable match with my interests, too. Is that a coincidence or what!
Probably enough of a coincidence on which to found a whole new religion, though it could just mean you’ve done something right. I’m sometimes tempted to measure any success I have by whether or not I’d be jealous of me if I were someone else. But then I realise that if I were someone else, I would only see the external and wouldn’t know about any hardships I have. Sufficiently internalised, this can have the beneficial effect of causing one to do more of what one feels like, without giving a damn about what other people think.
For which, of course, they will all love me…
Just as they loved Galileo. No, wait –
Husserl warned against precisely this kind of self-infatuated reflexivity masquerading as “objective” “critical” “thought” (cf. Phenomenological Appurtenances Colloquia XXIV, in rem dixit) under the pre-postmarxian “false consciousness” ontological rubric confidently asserted here by our presentday wouldbe anachronous Popperians (in pari delicto), which none of you ignorant peons could, ya know, possibly adumbrate. Oblivious to pre-post-poststructuralist developments in limning of epistemologically embedded consanguinitous modes of being and ignorant of Feyerabendian critiques of privileged discourses of perspicacity, you disgusting little creatures have not once acknowledged how I have exposed your univalent assumptions about the Other. I would expect nothing more from you lot.
did you have him killed…?
Metaphorically, yes.
Stewart, do it, that was funnier than mine.
Keep it up OB!
Happy Anniversary and many, many more.
Thanks, Brian!