tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1707444165003305798.post7164792054546661380..comments2023-10-24T17:21:16.565+02:00Comments on Sounds in the Hickory Wind: On The Reliability of Oral Tradition*The Hickory Windhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02099970252405596982noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1707444165003305798.post-83806423283537772032010-04-02T17:34:45.800+02:002010-04-02T17:34:45.800+02:00I can't find, on your blog, the comments secti...I can't find, on your blog, the comments section that set me thinking. Perhaps it was somewhere else, after all. Memory is very unreliable, especially mine.The Hickory Windhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02099970252405596982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1707444165003305798.post-80604589186961821022010-04-02T12:42:37.125+02:002010-04-02T12:42:37.125+02:00I was guiltily aware that I hadn't covered the...I was guiltily aware that I hadn't covered the actual content of your post. Now I am wondering which discussion over at my blog may have set you thinking. <br /><br />The way you represent the oral tradition makes me prefer the written tradition, because it is more fixed. It carries more faithfully the flavour of when it was created.<br /><br />I'm very interested in connecting to the past but it is difficult. The past is too much mediated by its curators, as in museums, the National Trust, who like to restore things, owners of old buildings and so on. Even the Bible: I would like to gain from it some insight into how it was in days gone by, when its stories were written, or narrated under a desert sky before being written. But such is the influence of a Christian upbringing that I can only breathe the atmosphere of Scripture lessons and the aroma of ancient churches, and the intonation of lay readers reading an extract from Isaiah from a lectern.<br /><br />My concern for archaeology was established as a boy. I still want to commune with my ancestors, as it were, in order to exorcise the baleful influence of the living.<br /><br />I am grateful to you for a clear-eyed critique of the oral tradition.Vincenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18297306807695767580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1707444165003305798.post-41338722762427815982010-04-02T12:13:05.637+02:002010-04-02T12:13:05.637+02:00Alas, the truth is far less interesting. It occure...Alas, the truth is far less interesting. It occured to me to experiment with titles that might attract people searching for quite different material, but on reflection it struck me as in poor taste, and also rather bad form to, in effect, spam myself. No young ladies, however severe of dress or thick rimmed of spectacle, were caused to blush by the production of this post.<br /><br />Perhaps I could have called it 'Things we do with the tongue' and so covered all the bases!<br /><br />I hope you found something of interest, by the way, as it was a discussion over on your blog which set me thinking about the subject.The Hickory Windhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02099970252405596982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1707444165003305798.post-25730341833963233592010-04-02T09:48:43.817+02:002010-04-02T09:48:43.817+02:00Very tasty, even with the blander title. So you em...Very tasty, even with the blander title. So you employ an editor/critic for your posts? <br /><br />Or even an amanuensis? I imagine you pacing back and forth, dictating your thesis on oral traditions to a severely-dressed young lady. She objects to your proposed title on the grounds that there are some things no girl could or would do for herself. You fail to note the shy but intense gleam behind those thick-rimmed glasses.Vincenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18297306807695767580noreply@blogger.com