(9:45 AM) | Adam Kotsko:

Friday Afternoon Confessional: Why John Holbo is Right in Every Respect

I confess that it was probably unfortunate timing that a Zizek thread started when I was in the middle of reading his best book in the last six years and (at least by his own account) his magnum opus and hence feeling some of the old loyalties being vindicated. Yet strangely, my enthusiasm was channelled far too much into Yet Another Blogfeud and not quite enough into the reading process itself.

I confess that I don't know Latin yet and that I am kind of stressed out that I only have 51 more weeks if I'm going to meet my self-imposed deadline.

I confess that since I've been working in the Loop, I've gotten McDonald's every couple weeks or so, and every single time, it's as if a bomb has gone off in my stomach. I confess that I had some Wednesday night, and Thursday morning I could hardly get out of bed. (I can hardly get out of bed any morning, but Thursday was especially bad.) I confess that more than the health issues, my aversion to McDonald's is a snobbery issue. One of my co-workers seems to have picked up on that aspect of my character. She mentioned that she worked at Starbuck's for many years, and I asked if she could tell what someone would order just by looking at them. She said she could. "Okay then," I said, "what would I order?" She replied, "You wouldn't even go into Starbuck's in the first place."

I confess that after reading through the whole PostSecret book, I wanted to make a postcard that said, "I wish that my life was as dramatic and important as the PostSecret contributors' are."

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