My goodness. I was not trolling. If anyone is a fascisti here it is Keats; and that would be an over smplification. I suspect if Keats had lived he would have had a drift to the right like Wordsworth and Coleridge. And Mary Shelley. [I recent read a short memoir by a teenage American girl who was staying at the same Hotel Mary Shelley was when Mary died. Like those interviews of people who happended to witness a traffic accident. Thank you young lady, and what was your point?

] My reading of the B=T T=B was from the point of view of Blake, whose left wing bona fides are impecable[sic]. And Derrida, whom I have almost against my will been reading
au fond lately.
All of Keats texts are important. But it is important also to remember that they are poems, works of FICTION. There should be no more of a moralizing truth in them than there is in The Barber of Seville, to name one piece of contemporary music. To paraphrase the Bandits in Treasure of the Sierra Madre, "Truths? We don't need no stinking Truths!"
Truth is usually unpleasant. Lies are often quite nice. That is all I know about lies, and all I need to know?
Truth is the Supreme Fiction, Madam. Is of course a quote from Wallace Stevens in his poem a High Toned Old Christian Woman.
Stevens' later masterpiece was Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction.
Monroe Doctrine are you okay? It seemed to me you might have imploded. Sorry you couldn't follow the thread of my argument-- but remember, the actors who play villians on TV and in the cinema are usually not "like that" in real life. And that's the truth!
-Redan