it rained so I remember little except
aguing with one and a half paragraphs of printed on Paper text
Hardy’s A Mathematician’s Apology
not arguing with Hardy but the text bit as living thing
there were other people there that I could not see
felt stuffy and full of egos (academia?)
I’m annoyed to be there and can’t remember how or why I am there.
A Mathematician’s Apology finishes presenting itself.
it’s brilliant and funny. feels too true to be true. Straw man.
it’s ‘feedback from the galley’ time
despite wild applause, NO ONE has anything to say
this pisses me off
so I talk, challenge, blah blah.
the subject matter is not my specialty
the other dummies prob know more than me, but don’t have anything to say?
the one and half paragraph seems relieved someone is talking
we have a good discussion