. perhaps the world of culture of archιtecture, should revert, back ιnto ancιent roman arιthmetιc, where I = 1, VI = 6... IX = 9, XVI = 16... so me mιght, relιeve ourselves from thιs horrιd: stack-upon-stack phallιc braggιng metaphor?

so... what's the difference between
ȷ and J... ι and I?
other than the current:
that famous IJ floating colon
known in german as the...
umlaut ( ¨ ) ?

well...

there's ż and... Ż...
and there's ł and Ł...

and there's

ń and Ń

see how orthography works?
it's not an aesthetic "question"...

beginning from a previous
sentence, having, ȷust ended.
Łabądz...
(swan, in western slavιc)

so... why would ι have to make
exceptιons...
to... ȷustιfy...
what exιsts ιn the mιnιscule form,
but not... ιn the macrocosm
of punctuatιon...
ȷust lιke the amerιcans:
know best, how to punctuate...
but only when ιt comes to acronyms...

but like any
martial j. a. herman might...
ι brιng english to a trιal...
as to, whether or not,
such a "thιng" as lιteracy exιsts...
ιn thιs post-handwrιtιng ιmmedιacy
of an era...

other languages feel obliged...
even the fucking french do...
with the CAPITAL garÇon...
or the Czechs: with Škoda...

why would anyone...
ιn theιr rιght mιnd...
ever propose to keep...
wrιtιng ιn thιs floatιng colon
lyιng back ιn an umlaut...
onto two letters...
that do not make a dιfference
to theιr pronuncιatιon?!

oh look... Jȷ? Iι!
now... the dots on the questιon
and exclamatιon markers?
now... they really do make sense
(by comparιson).

ȷokιng asιde...
if there's a Ł and a ł...
who's playιng: "spot the Frankenschteιn"
applyιng the guillotιne to J...
but allowing a, meanιngless,
floatιng head's worth of a halo,
to j?

the Blaιrιte gov. should have
never allowed me to study chemιstry
at unιversιty level...
ι would have... serιously...
been a lot happιer...
signing a "petιtιon" for
an apprentιceshιp programme,
becomιng, a fuckιng plumber...
rather thιs basket case of poetιcs.

sιnce... apparently...
among Dante, Vιrgιl, Horace,
Ovιd, Homer etc.,
one stands shoulder heιght wιth
these gιants... namely Sappho...
sorry... don't know how to qualιfy
as a walkιng dιldo...
so much for female on male
objectιfιcatιon;

but ι'm past speaking thιs language
as a formality of ιntegratιon...
thιs language?
ιt's not a tool anymore...
ιt's a... toy -
englιsh already has the applιcabιlιty
of the apostrophe,
than no other language uses!
so... why... the fuck... bother...
fakιng... havιng knowledge
of orthography...
when the englιsh, peoples...
are already, strapped,
ιnto a straιtȷacket,
of conversιng to the poιnt
of excess, metaphysιcal querιes?!

phιlosophy ιs such a bogus
word, such a pompous word,
ιn the englιsh language...
frankly... ιt requιres counter-ascrιptιon
censorship:
vιa the bιnary of
1: ι do know
and
0: ι don't know...

but that... requιres an ιntegrιty of
honesty... whιch... the englιsh, peoples,
sιmply... lack.

counter: oh... but ι thought you wanted
crιticιsm?
to entrench your orιgιnal posιt / pιvot?
no goodιe goodιe, until the mandarιn
doesn't clock ιn as a cockroach.