peel eyeballs please

I'll be posting a large 'piece' on Kant's ''What is Enlightenment'' tomorrow - I started writing it as 'I have an overdue essay' guilt catharsis, but then it took on a life of its own and violated that liminal temporal stage that we call 'my bedtime'. But it ties in very nicely with some current posts at k-punk and Charlotte Street about irritating opinion-mongers in the broadsheets. So make like Dalí and keep those eyeballs peeled! (or sliced, as may be more appropriate.)