Sep 2017
i might be cruel at times, but one thing is for sure: truth always is, esp. when drinking.
i find the concept of the "rhetorical" question slightly
bewildering,
it's simple enough -
whenever a "rhetorical" question is asked
you rarely hear a counter -
the person asking the "rhetorical" question
in all instances continues the "conversation" -
by a rhetorical question i'm sure the implication
states (as asked): that i invite you into
the discussion - and, from what i've heard or seen,
that's rarely the case!
why ask a rhetorical question when only
the rhetorician asking the question is the only
person answering it?
the smug punctuation mark and cliche that
a "rhetorical" question has become is just that,
a semicolon in a monologue...
how about asking a solipsistic question?
you know, pierce the membrane, get someone
out of their head, out of the pronoun
hemisphere - and into: hey, john, what's your
take on it?
to ask a persuading question to later add
that it is a "persuading" question, does not
really invoke a persuasive counter answer -
this entire "rhetorical" question is a pompous
double-under-cut against dialectical fluidity -
****'s sake, people had to found debating societies
to speak in *godot's terms,
and as ever, a man in his 30s and a man in
his 70s, and a park bench,
is all it takes to be civil...
obviously the 30s man asking permission
of the 70s man if he can continue drinking
his beer and smoking a cigarette.
rhetorical my ***...
just say it plainly: it's not a question,
it's a self-empowering answer -
to continue the monologue -
there is no such thing as a "rhetorical" question,
simply because once the "question" is asked,
it's swept under the carpet -
because whenever a rhetorical "question"
is asked, it's embedded in a quick-answer dynamic
of the person making such a bogus request...
no one has ever answered a "rhetorical" question,
simply because the only person who can
answer such a question, is the rhetorician himself...
codswallop... that's what it is...
it's also called the barometer tactic of
checking if you're insane, when you talk to yourself
when you're alone...
hazelnuts 'n' all...
by the way... you want to stage a horror movie
scene? have a drink, no, have lots of drinks,
drink the whole **** bottle of wine...
but! but...
have a mirror in front of you -
nothing shows as much truth as a drunk
narcissus -
then again, if it was a puddle of *****,
do you think he would have fallen in love
with his visage?
like any mug of a man after five pints and
six shots later: she was a 4 when i began,
but now? she's a tenner, an alsatian stunner!
oh right, they always say: it's not a rhetorical
question... so?
it's not really a question at all,
is it?
it's a self-serving answer...
and that always seemed to bother me,
why ask a question you already know
the answer to? oh, right: to gain rhetorical
momentum, and double-up on hushing
the oppositional argument.
i find the concept of the "rhetorical" question slightly
bewildering,
it's simple enough -
whenever a "rhetorical" question is asked
you rarely hear a counter -
the person asking the "rhetorical" question
in all instances continues the "conversation" -
by a rhetorical question i'm sure the implication
states (as asked): that i invite you into
the discussion - and, from what i've heard or seen,
that's rarely the case!
why ask a rhetorical question when only
the rhetorician asking the question is the only
person answering it?
the smug punctuation mark and cliche that
a "rhetorical" question has become is just that,
a semicolon in a monologue...
how about asking a solipsistic question?
you know, pierce the membrane, get someone
out of their head, out of the pronoun
hemisphere - and into: hey, john, what's your
take on it?
to ask a persuading question to later add
that it is a "persuading" question, does not
really invoke a persuasive counter answer -
this entire "rhetorical" question is a pompous
double-under-cut against dialectical fluidity -
****'s sake, people had to found debating societies
to speak in *godot's terms,
and as ever, a man in his 30s and a man in
his 70s, and a park bench,
is all it takes to be civil...
obviously the 30s man asking permission
of the 70s man if he can continue drinking
his beer and smoking a cigarette.
rhetorical my ***...
just say it plainly: it's not a question,
it's a self-empowering answer -
to continue the monologue -
there is no such thing as a "rhetorical" question,
simply because once the "question" is asked,
it's swept under the carpet -
because whenever a rhetorical "question"
is asked, it's embedded in a quick-answer dynamic
of the person making such a bogus request...
no one has ever answered a "rhetorical" question,
simply because the only person who can
answer such a question, is the rhetorician himself...
codswallop... that's what it is...
it's also called the barometer tactic of
checking if you're insane, when you talk to yourself
when you're alone...
hazelnuts 'n' all...
by the way... you want to stage a horror movie
scene? have a drink, no, have lots of drinks,
drink the whole **** bottle of wine...
but! but...
have a mirror in front of you -
nothing shows as much truth as a drunk
narcissus -
then again, if it was a puddle of *****,
do you think he would have fallen in love
with his visage?
like any mug of a man after five pints and
six shots later: she was a 4 when i began,
but now? she's a tenner, an alsatian stunner!
oh right, they always say: it's not a rhetorical
question... so?
it's not really a question at all,
is it?
it's a self-serving answer...
and that always seemed to bother me,
why ask a question you already know
the answer to? oh, right: to gain rhetorical
momentum, and double-up on hushing
the oppositional argument.
