Do you remember your pre-combative/hyperbolic/self-consciously folksy days? I don’t.
Is the phrase “efflorescences of cultural life” an example of “stately middle-style prose”? If so, God save me from the stately middle!
If I ever start to write that way, please, somebody, just find me and shoot me before I can type another word.
I think it’s worth noting that Caleb Crain, the blogger being referenced in the n+1 piece, doesn’t seem like the type of writer who self-consciously tosses out $10 words like “efflorescences.”
