American literary theorist Kenneth Burke famously described the nature of mankind as "rotten with perfection," so obsessed with defining the "proper" names for everything around us that we lose any ability to see outside of the hierarchies we've created. I've never seen this observation demonstrated faster than when I use vague terminology to describe overlapping neighborhoods or districts. Nothing tunes up the snark brigade more than that, man -- not even typos. Imaginary boundaries, it seems, are extremely serious business.
Keeping that in mind, I'm going to just throw some names out here: The patron to get the full story and gain access to TOWERS' archive. (Sign-in)
