Word: jargoneers
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...bulky (6 ft., 200 Ibs.) man with a prognathous jaw and bold forehead, Schmitt is an exceptionally articulate spokesman for his profession, promoting it in informal conversations and speeches that are remarkably free from technical jargon. "I believe the brain is knowable," he says. He is also an enthusiastic pianist and frequently entertains his friends by playing duets with his wife Barbara, a former concert pianist. Schmitt has a Teutonic dedication to hard work, moves at constant flank speed and, according to a colleague, has a tendency to "take every red traffic light as a personal affront." Asked...
...sign at the recent Nefta-Gaz Exposition in Moscow [Dec. 3]: the Russian for "completion" does indeed mean "orgasm" in street language. But we are nevertheless stuck with the term, as any copy of the Soviet-published English-Russian Oil Trade Dictionary will readily attest. In trade jargon like ours, which is fraught with such unpedigreed English phrases as "mating parts," "male and female threads," "bastard connections" and "nogo nipples," perhaps your comment on our display (which received a merit award from the Soviets) was only teat...
...Doherty, who paints (under the name Patrick Ireland) and also teaches (at Barnard), attempts to correct any such misunderstandings about eight American artists: Edward Hopper, Stuart Davis, Jackson Pollock, Willem de Kooning, Mark Rothko, Robert Rauschenberg, Andrew Wyeth and Joseph Cornell. Despite the use of a good deal of jargon, O'Doherty is remarkably successful. His interviews and commentary, for example, throw a welcome personal light on Hopper's laconic pessimism and Davis' exuberant jazz-age Cubism. Convincingly, O'Doherty sees Pollock's drip paintings as a very American frontier quest for raw sensation...
...them, about marriage, about the wear and tear of living, about the manners and aspirations of a generation that endured to see its values-not well defended but well believed in-derided across the generation gap. The genre is women's fiction, and the book lapses occasionally into jargon and sentimentality. But in a very short compass, with extraordinary deftness, humor and a rueful shrewdness edging toward wisdom, it rises above genre to something not unlike small genius. "Nowadays, everyone knows a little something about the mind," thinks the lady, "though it doesn't seem to have helped...
There is a third point which, like the preceding two, is an extension of one of the basic myths of public education. It is the myth of free and unmanipulated options. The university-extension of this grade-school self-deceit is the idea which liberal jargon calls "the open market of ideas." Intellectuals from Harvard, Yale and M.I.T. write often--and with considerable alarm--of those within the Rebel Left who seek to undermine, subvert, destroy the so-called "open conflict" of competitive ideas which universities pretend to be. Even in those sub-sections of the major universities--Law, Medicine...