A "country-musical" interlude (?)
Joanne Larson (jkonopak who-is-at OU.EDU)
Sun, 15 Nov 1998 12:56:45 -0600
H'llo all y'all.
a friend recently reminded me of this and asked for a copy.
Since seriousness seems to have somewhat abated for the moment, I
thought it wouldn't be thought amiss were I to submit it for your
(possible) entertainment, given a slow Sunday, and a moment to play?
With apologies to sensible folk everywhere:
> "(I Do Research in) Low Places"
>
> --[The Left Rev.] John Konopak
> (With A Nod to Garth Brooks)
>
> Blame it all on Descartes.
> He tore it apart;
> Made two where there used to be one;
> The first one to claim
> An autonomous brain,
> Put "Ergo" midst "Cogito...Sum".
> Either body or mind:
> It's that old double-bind,
> With the claim that you've got to decide.
> So we stick out our necks--
> And we turn stuff into text.
> Hell, we're all along for the ride!
>
> (Chorus)
>'Cause I do research in low places
> Where we deconstruct and discov'r th' traces
> Of hegemony
> That wi'out us you might never see.
> We got no time for hypo-theses;
> They jus' curtail our data bases.
> Oh I do research in low places!
>
>
> As critics of course
> We examine discourse
> An' argue that what all you get
> 'S not simply what's "right:"
> It's a product of might:
> A position that makes some folks upset.
> Still, we don' think we're wrong
> Or that we don't belong
> Or that we deserve all this neglect,
> For just pointin' out
> There's some room to doubt
> The claims that it don't all connect.
>
> (Chorus)
> 'Cause all my friends do semiotic
> Tho' we all know its too exotic
> To get in print.
> It's a compliment.
> Foucault says that power's Biotic,
> An' we all know we're Quixotic
> Oh, I got friends in semiotic.
>
> (Chorus--reprise)
> Yeah, our research is 'terpretivistic,
> And anything that relativistic
> Gotta be too loose
> To be of much use.
> But I got no time to do statistics:
> Our data source is more imagistic.
> Oh, my research is qualitivistic.
(Amid rowdy crowd noises--poolballs clacking, drunks laughing
hilariously, glasses jingling, somebody saying 'next one's on the
house,' and everybody cheers--guitar and honky tonk piano slowly fade to
...out)...