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  • Lgaga: Being fair to someone might easily be unfair to someone else, it's hard to find the rather thin bo... (2008.06.09. 16:05) Morality
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The First Review

2009.05.13. 23:53 :: Zeno Vernyik

I have just found the first review of our edited volume, Words Into Pictures. E. E. Cummings' Art Across Borders. It is extremely short and it barely goes beyond summarizing the book's main contents. Actually, it is rather an extended blurb than anything else. Yet, it is nice to know that someone read it, and that it is slowly leaving traces, however minimal, in the "Gutenberg Galaxy."

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100% Je t'adore

2008.11.02. 16:09 :: Zeno Vernyik

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Morality

2008.06.09. 06:07 :: Zeno Vernyik

Two weeks ago some of my students had the wonderful idea to complain to my superiors about me not correcting tests at all, and assigning points arbitrarily. Those dozens of students who visited me to check out their tests and discuss them can obviously testify that it is not true. Not to mention that I can prove that it is not so, since I can show both the corrected tests and my correction criteria to anyone interested.

This is all fine, I could prove not a word of it was true. My part of the story is basically settled. There are a few problematic points with the behavior of the students though:
  1. Complaining to someone's superiors without first trying to discuss a problem with the person in question is immoral and spineless.
  2. Doing it making sure that the person who complained will remain anonymous is even cowardly.
  3. Complaining about something that is clearly not true is nothing else but shameless lying.
Now, whoever does all three at the same time (which at least one, but maybe more of my students obviously did) is not worthy to be called human. At the same time, calling the person a slimy slug would be unfair towards poor slugs.

I always try to be as fair, flexible and nice as humanly possible without significantly endangering your education. What is the logic, therefore, behind stabbing me in the back in exchange for trying to be nice and fair?

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My Birthday Party

2008.04.19. 23:52 :: Zeno Vernyik

Making the halušky/nokedliRegular readers of my blog are probably used to the fact that most of the entries here are retrospective. The reason is obvious: I either have too many things to do to document them straight away, or I'm simply lazy, or both. The same is true of my birthday celebration: it has finally reached the stage of getting its own entry almost three months later.

I didn't plan anything special: simply invited my closest friends and the girl who captured my heart to a dinner and some common drinking and talking to my place. Unfortunately, quite a few of them were not able to accept my invitation due to various reasons, but still, enough of us gathered to have a delightful evening. And, most importantly: SHE was there.

Káťa and the pörköltI decided to cook some Hungarian dish, and the decision finally fell on sertéspörkölt nokedlivel, in Czech vepřový perkelt s haluškami, and in English, well, never mind... It is easy to prepare and quite delicious, so I hoped for general appreciation and success. The only tiny mistake in my plans was caused by an uncounted upon circumstance: one of my guests happened to be a vegetarian, but fortunately, we could solve it without too much hassle. Other than that, the dish satisfied my expectations: most people had positive comments about it and enjoyed it a lot.

Jo, Eurik and Káťa, while in the background we are making haluškyJiří and Me Verča Hmm, I don't remember this guy's name...























I usually feel depressed and miserable on my birthdays, for two reasons. On the one hand, I am thinking over my past life and my future prospects, on the other, I remember my best friend who died on the night of my birthday. This night, however, my friends helped me overcome these negative feelings, and I felt just excellent on my birthday for the first time in years. I am really grateful.

SyrenaHaving finished the dinner, we spent most of the evening eating Syrena's cookies, drinking wine and other good drinks and discussed bigger and smaller questions of life, as it usually goes at such occasions. I received very nice and personal gifts, but more importantly I also got a lot of love from everyone.

Later on Syrena had the idea to go and have some dirty dancing at a local club, so we all headed for one of them. Well, the music was just horrible, because we were unlucky enough to end up there at a time when they had a night of industrial hardcore. But there are things louder than any type of music, and sometimes a pair of hearts can be just that. In the middle of all that noise, something unbelievable happened: my dreams came true, as my love kissed me, and we ended up dancing slow and romantic in the middle of the dancefloor.

That night my life changed. I received the most beautiful gift: the love of the person I ached to call my love. Sometimes miracles happen. My Love and Me

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Words into Pictures

2008.04.19. 17:51 :: Zeno Vernyik

Words into Pictures - Dust Cover FrontWords into Pictures - Dust Cover BackFinally, it is here. The first book-length project I'm (at least partially) responsible for is available in a material form. The volume Words into Pictures: E. E. Cummings' Art Across Borders hit the shelves some time ago. In addition to part of the editing work, there is an essay of mine in the book, I wrote the introduction and the chronology is also my work.
 
We started working on the volume early in 2006 with my friend and colleague Jiří Flajšar. A bit more than two years have passed since, and it was worth it. Not only, and not even primarily because there is now a book with my name on the cover, but also because I got to know a lot of friendly and talented scholars in the process, and because the volume -- with all its problems -- is beyond my original expectations. The contributors deserve all the praise and gratefulness for this.

The book is available for ordering through several sites of Amazon (UK and US, for example), Blackwell and Waterstones, as well as the brilliant Estonian Krisostomus. (Maybe other ones, too, but I have no information about them right now.) More information about the book can be found on the website of Cambridge Scholars Publishing, our publisher. Where, amongst other things, you can also peep into the book through the sample pages they provide.

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