I love little Gramsci, without question. But ever since he was a small kitten, he has made a point of positioning himself between me and my computer, and - well, being a presence. No point in trying to interest him in the nineteenth century, or ecological art criticism, or even the university's budgetary precarity: his paws, he believes, are unarguably more compelling.
Look at those adorable mittens! Scrumptious. He only wants to rescue you from All That Stress!
ReplyDeleteI think you are right. All stress, he believes, detracts from Gramsci Service and Worship (and kibble)
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