radiohead to the rescue on the question why…

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one should be able to say shit if they have a mouth full of it, yes? well, once upon a time, i was in the company of a celebrated and eminent poet for a day–this esteemed poet was visiting my classroom and giving a campus reading to the school where i taught. this eminence was so awful and cold and belittling and dismissive to the students and to me and my colleagues, i felt, that it honestly took me an entire weekend to recover or recreate any sense of hope or love for writing at all. this person had a way of demoralizing everyone, which surprised and, well, demoralized me. what resuscitated me was this song and this concert, and how comforting it became to talk about the reading and master class with my students the following week, having regained my equilibrium and my sense of purpose… from a great height… from a great height…

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