High theory is in vogue. Verbal extravagance, the accepted order of the day. And sometimes amidst all this there are two weird feelings. Either you feel like a cow ruminating, followed by regurgitation of cud every now and then, pretty uselessly. Or the brain feels like a sudden lump of dough, being stretched from every possible direction to extreme possible sticky angular formations, and all for no good reason. Discursive formulations have complicated and ruined the world, beyond redemption it seems...