Stanley Fish Is A Complete Fucking Idiot

I'm sorry. I know that the few of you who might read this thing don't come here for this reason. But my god. Despite his badass name, this older essay and, more recently, this I'm-trying-to-be-contrarian-but-this-is-all-I-can-come-up-with-may-God-forgive-my-stupidity-and-the-New-York-Times-reward-it deserve nothing else but public scorn. And that's all I have to say about that. More coming, and when it does I promise it will be about New Orleans, neogeography (this is a stupid term, I know, but don't you love the rhyme?), and music. Honest.