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Some Big Words From Some Thick Books

In elementary school, my teacher assigned us to read books at home and write down all the words we didn’t know. This was one of our main methods for studying vocabulary, and it continued through middle school, gradually dying out in high school English.

That was probably the apogee of my vocabulary development. There are no classes in college where you learn English vocabulary (except for domain-specific jargon). I guess the idea is that you’re supposed to already have a fully fleshed-out vocabulary by the time you get to college. And if you see a word you don’t know, you look it up yourself. Or, more realistically, you just skip it, and if anyone asks, you knew that word all along.

I just finished reading the novel Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel, which was full of insightful and evocative prose, and discovered that one of the joys of reading books written for adults is exploring the outermost nooks and crannies of your language, the ones that you don’t usually reach when you’re dusting unless you’re a particularly skilled—or ostentatious—writer (Mantel, fortunately, is the former). In honor of doing this in elementary school when it was a lot harder, here are 14 words I came across this past month that I didn’t skip over, for once:

Parochial: having a limited or narrow outlook or scope.
Venality: the quality of being open to bribery or overly motivated by money.
Inchoate: just begun and so not fully formed or developed; rudimentary.
Intransigent: unwilling or refusing to change one’s views or to agree about something.
Supine: lying face upward; failing to act or protest as a result of moral weakness or indolence.
Intractable: hard to control or deal with.
Truculent: eager or quick to argue or fight; aggressively defiant.
Recondite: little known; abstruse.
Opprobrious: expressing scorn or criticism.
Syncretic: characterized or brought about by a combination of different forms of belief or practice.
Compunction: a feeling of guilt or moral scruple that prevents or follows the doing of something bad.
Equanimity: mental calmness, composure, and evenness of temper, especially in a difficult situation.
Rapacity: aggressive greed.
Susurration: whispering, murmuring, or rustling.

Used in a sentence: “The intransigently venal guard, in his truculent rapacity, felt no compunctions over his opprobrious remark to the intractable monk of some recondite syncretic order who, lacking equanimity, responded to the guard’s parochial and barely inchoate criticisms by falling supine and mimicking the susurration of the river.”

My friend Camryn: “That was incomprehensible. There’s a word for you.” ∎

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The Best Paper I Ever Wrote

As I’m now a senior on the downward slope of my undergraduate education, the time has come to reflect on the moments that have brought me to this point.

My humanities class back in summer 2023 required us to write short papers in response to the literature and art we studied. This particular professor was one I had taken a course from before, and I’d tested the waters by ending my term paper on Socrates in aporia rather than giving a proper conclusion, so I figured I’d risk straying into the realm of goofy.

When we got to William Blake, I wrote my paper in response to a particularly eloquent remark he directed at the highly refined portrait painter Sir Joshua Reynolds: “This Man was Hired to Depress Art.” Please enjoy.

Un-Depressing Art (pdf)

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Free Financial Advice from Eric and His Parents

Here’s a less serious post today. And at risk of this becoming a public dream journal (see this post from a few months ago), here’s the traumatic tale of an ill-fated trip through Copenhagen.

So there I was, driving my car down the crowded Danish streets. The thing about European road design is that they really like roundabouts. The Freudian unconscious within me recognized that fact, but failed to remember that Denmark is flatter than Amsterdam in a Belgian waffle iron, and so I found myself careening down a big-city hill as steep as any you’ll find in Seattle, but with roundabouts strung down the middle of the entire hill.

Now, anyone who’s played Mario Kart knows that you can’t go around a roundabout when there’s a perfectly good path over the middle of the roundabout–and when you’re going seventy miles an hour, there isn’t much choice either way. What followed was a harrowing roller coaster ride. I survived; the car survived; I looked around for police officers; there were none; I drove away scot-free, shaking in my sleeping bones.

Or so I thought, until a ticket for $77,000 from the Danish police showed up in my mailbox. My heart sank. Sure, I’d damaged some city property in my hasty driving, but this was utter financial ruin. I went to my parents, ready to beg for financial assistance, and explained my plight. Ever the pragmatist, my dad offered, “Well, it looks like you’re either going to have to get a job that pays more, or start spending less.” I awoke with bankruptcy pounding in my ears.

So there’s the free financial advice. You can consider that a legal endorsement and everything.

What’s new with me? Well, I’m still in school, on track for a December 2023 graduation with a BA in Linguistics (so far so good). Beyond that, the details are a little fuzzy. I plan on eventually going into academia, and I’ve been taking coursework in English teaching this semester in hopes of getting some practical skills and a background in second language acquisition in addition to just the liberal arts degree. My summer plans are still up in the air. I’ll also be moving apartments in the fall, which is always a gamble, but I enjoy the feeling of starting fresh in a new place.

I’ve been working on a couple songs that I hope to release pretty soon, though there never seems to be enough time to go around. It’s midterm season, which is no fun to write about, but does take up a good deal of time. I hope it all makes me a better teacher one day. ∎