H/t Shahar Ozeri
Nice takedown of all thing Mortonic by Nathan Brown:
The book is more like a series of riffs. And it’s true, Realist Magic doubles down on a rhetorical strategy frequently adopted by Harman: the deployment of a style so effusive, so strenuously goofy and flippant, that anyone who engages the work closely enough to criticize it will (hopefully) appear stuffy and obtuse: such pedantic critics will seem to have missed out on all the anxiously projected fun. “One object plays another one,” Morton writes. “This empty orange juice bottle is playing the table in this airport, waggling back and forth as the table sways due to a wonky leg” (RM 71). Should you find the cutesy anthropomorphism of such passages banal and conceptually vacuous, you’re
just taking yourself too seriously.