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Jennifer Bullis
Originally from high-desert Nevada, Jennifer Bullis relishes living in Bellingham, Washington, which receives three-and-a-half feet of rain per year. She teaches community-college writing and literature, and with her husband, Mark, is happy parent to a horse, four cats, and one smallish human, John Benjamin, healthy and all smiles, above. —Back to Bumbershoot Contents— |
Placebo EffectSo I go to the doctor of philosophyfor my annual metaphysical. He asks me the usual questions: Any irregularity with your epistemology? Are the meds still helping with those intermittent bouts of doubt? I tell him Yes, but that recently it has taken on a hyper-Cartesian tinge, going beyond the use of “not” as a helpful tool for testing a suspect reality. It has progressed to a troublesome tendency toward generalized negation, a habit of rejecting every supposition. The doc says, Then we’d better increase your dosage to get this under control. With your phenomenological pressure so elevated, I think you are at risk of rupture. Well, I say, that may be, but how would you know? He’s good, that doc. He comes right back with How do you know that you’re not? So we agree I’ll try a higher dose. But don’t go thinking I am going to believe that it will work. |
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