Aweh, My Dearly Beloved Fellow Ruminants & Groupies On Pompous Words and Pipes I have quite rightly been accused of using pompous vocabulary that requires a footnote, and “dialectic” probably belongs squarely in that dock. It sounds like something you’d mutter over a pipe in a wood-panelled study while adjusting your tweed jacket. A dialecticContinue reading “Ruminations on the topics we are not supposed to touch and dialectic debate”
An angelic perspective
Ruminant Pink Friday 