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Lefty online magazine, issue 3: October 2015 to issue 9: April 2016


As one who typeset books that are riddled with

footnote intrusions I can see the indolent advantage

for an intellectual writer whose time is so important

that he/she needs to enhance, strangle or smother

a throw-away mention of something trivial or

otherwise by referring to some giant tome which

attempts to explain the universe and is only

available in some specialist library. Then there are

those boorish readers who won’t consider any text

which is not punctuated with this pygmy fly-away

text as intellectual, will decry it as unsubstantiated

and will not accept points however well they are

made. For fuck sake, do we readers need to be

sent on a wild goose chase to verify some smug

author’s pandering to their own ego only to find

the source unavailable or merely a figment of the

author’s imagination in that it does not explain or

compliment his/her point.

If an author wants or needs to make a point which

is made elsewhere by another then this needs to

made in the text and, if needs be, explained in the

text. Of course, if points are fully explained and

credit for them given to another, this may make the

author’s assertions look feeble and will definitely

give the impression that the work is not entirely, or

even vaguely in some cases, their own. It might

even be said by some that a book riddled with

footnotes is at best an ambiguous bibliography with

the veneer of a guiding idea, rather uncharitable,

but a view with some merit surely?

There will be those, certainly, who can find a

reason for the industry and profusion of footnotes

in that they allow a text to be read as the argument

intended by the author without distraction or

tangental flights of fancy, and that the ‘notes’ which

congregate about the foot of a page are just there

as helpful indicators of reference … more like

‘tosh and camouflage!’ to cover the cracks, in my



Joining that club of exclusive and deliberately

obscurest writing techniques are abbreviations.

Another feeble mind-fuck tool of the ‘busy/lazy’

intellectual. A nasty belch staining the page, where,

unless you are attuned to them, they leave the

reader second guessing the flavour-by-whiff …

or maintaining a jiggery-pokery library in their

head full of trite-useless alphabeti-spaghetti. These

manufactured and localised acronyms are then,

incredibly, given credence and weight by audiences

of similarly challenged people, who accept them

as actual words containing nuggets of ‘wisdom’ as

they tumble out from platforms, or spread their selfimportance

on a page, during the inane utterances

or dank scribblings of these ‘intellectual charlatans’.

If you have a valid point, ‘SPELL IT OUT!’, you lazy



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