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Damn. That brings back some memories. Camus changed my life. I was an angsty teenager at the time. The college prof teaching our "gifted" class about "The Stranger," first thing he does is start playing that song by The Cure. First time I ever heard them.

Then he starts criticizing THE SONG.

I take fastidious notes. They go like this:

KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME KILL ME NOW.

I fell asleep while watching Beckett's "Endgame" the next week, but I was hooked. Oh hell. If the whole damned thing actually has no meaning, that means I'm not being punished.

It was a revelation. It was liberation. It changed my life.

Actually, the Greeks have two versions of "E"
Epsilon has the "eh" sound while Eta makes the "ee" sound.
The name Eris starts with Eta, so Eeris is the correct pronunciation.
As for "Prinkipia," that's only correct in Classical Latin, which was used for scholarly work and legal documents. The Latin spoken by the people was closer to Italian or Romanian and worked differently, so it would have been called Principii de Discordia and pronounced "princhippy de diskordia."
Also, because of the Eta thing, Kallisti should be "Kalliste."
~s~

Your logic and studious knowledge of dead languages have no effect on me!

Damn right.

I will still pronounce it ALL "booll-shit"

You summoned me? Holy shit! You summoned me.

I might add...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0X7-9Wl9jk

Enjoy.

[Exactly.]

there are always more people

Exactly. They don't care about the person. They care about "the people." Marketing is a bit like herding cattle, right down to the fact that a stampede is a bad thing.

They aren't interested in me. They're interested in my "average" life and my "2.5 kids" and how to suck their brains out and turn them into more cattle.

This is why there is such a drive in society to celebrate mediocrity. We reinforce mediocrity so that the mediocre have to listen to their superiors, the stars perhaps, to receive their pre-packaged K-ration of enjoyment.

In other words: "One size fits all" means that you've either redefined the word "fit" to mean "fuck," or it fits all through some trickle down free market ideology where uncommon profit is for the common good.