/lit/ - Literature

i miss him bros...

Who is this dude?

I want to dress him up in a maid outfit.

I've been reading all these recent Oxbridge topics, along with that Oxford copypasta, with some bemusement. I went to Oxford and did a PPE degree. I have also read a lot of bitter posts about poshness but I did see a grain of truth: that the public school upbringing shielded you from feeling offence. It's true. It's always jarring when I come across a /lit/ type in real life, one of those fiercely attempting to climb the class ladder through erudition and intellect alone. It is embarrassing on both sides.

On the one hand, this person, so used to being the towering intellect in their Durham-LSE-UCL (oh spare me about English Literature rankings!)-Warwick social circle (Bristol, Edinburgh, and St. Andrews seem to produce only jolly clowns, not these types), is visibly mortified while realising how much the Oxbridge natural brilliance shines through. What's funny is that they are invariably better read than me. Tolstoy's lesser known works and so on. But they are still visibly insecure, in many cases shaking. Sometimes I use my 3-to-1 tutorial hewn bullshitting technique to pretend that I have read as much as them but I always reveal that I am joking and this terrifies them, as if realising I have been boxing with both hands behind my back. Please, you guys, DON'T come across so try hard.

I now float in and out of fashionable South Kensington, Russel Square, and, when I feel like knobbing that hipsterish girl you cooed over in your 30 person English tutorials as a Chinese teaching assistant failed to draw ANY original thoughts from the class, Camden mileus on these autumnal and winter Friday and Saturday nights. It's quite funny really, my friends and I were academically brilliant, on many occasions being invited for individual wine sessions with multiple tutors from Economics, Law, and English Literature, and being begged to continue on with further study- on one occasion my tutor postponed his meeting with the Presidents of the World Bank and IMF where he would advise them of the Venezuela situation, in order to plead with me to develop a Hegelian line of attack on the similarities of English common law and Constantinople law that I had mentioned in a throwaway comment- and yet, in these fashionable parties, the most easily brilliant and witty people were the Oxbridge colleagues among us who had done so academically badly. Lowly Atillas, lazy Desmonds, narcoleptic Douglases: who knew they were so brilliant? But I guess that's Oxbridge for you!

RC Waldun is our mascot whether you fags want to admit it or not.

The Tao Lin of Australia.

Hey guys, i know we all love Waldun in here and just wanted to know what you guys think of his new audio story he released on his youtube channel?

https://youtu.be/zAO-6EL5FUY

I think It's great. I've been listening to it before I go to bed every night. It's like he's lying next to me, just whispering into my ear about how he can't read numbers like a normal person can. It's so fun just to imagine waldun in a post office line sweating profusely unable to properly jot down the post code of his Canadian friend. I also like to think about him being awkward and nervous and having to ask for help from staff being unable to sputter out the correct questions. Or sometimes I also think about him nervously twitching. anybody else? or just me haha.

move over robin, the best melbourne poet just dropped his latest work.

https://youtu.be/vPs5jyFyLRY

I want to FUCK this chinky tomboy femboy twink like you wouldn't believe. I don't know why and I don't care. You can't stop me, nobody can. The passion is there.
See you at the library, faggot.

> Walking along the edge of the river, I no longer saw those lovely pale leaves pass me like petals, as if some river flower were blooming oddly out of season (poetry appearing abruptly in my social prose); rather I took them to be elements of a threatening metaphor, because I had suddenly seen that the world was held together only by frost and by freezing, by contraction, that it's bowels contained huge compressors and ice-cold molds; so the place where I stood looking over a trivial Indiana landscape--snow freshly falling upon an otherwise turgid, uninteresting stream--was actually a point on the hazardous brink of Being. Consequently there appeared before me an emblem of all that was--all that was like a frozen fog--exhaust from the engines of entropy; and I saw in the whitened leaves floating by me an honesty normally missing from Nature's speech, because this adventitious coating threw open the heart of the Law: this scene of desolation--relieved only by the barren purity of the trees--this wedge was all there was; and then I understood that the soft lull of August water was but a blanket on a snowbank; the dust that a wave of wind would raise was merely the ash of a dry summer blizzard; the daffodils which would ring our Chinese elm were blooming spikes of ice, encased in green like a thug's gloves; there was just one season; and when the cottonwoods released their seeds, I would see smoke from the soul of the cold cross the river on the wind to snag in the hawthorns and perish in their grip like every love.

Is this guy a complete pseudo-intellectual?

>>17743900
>RC Waldun
I'd slurp on his twink cock and fuck his ass ngl

>>17329744
It doesn't even get to be on the map due to producing this

The voice of a generation.

I have found /ourguy/
The lightning bolt between the dark clouds.

https://www.youtube.com/c/RCWaldun/videos

>and my tight bussy

I wonder, why?

Is this man the /lit/ ideal?

Does anyone have a digital copy of this fag's book? I'm not trying to shill him or to meme. After seeing all the attention he gets here, I figured I would buy his book and decide for myself how bad/good he is. However, I'm not paying 15$ on amazon for some amateur book. Anyway, I'm sure one of you has a copy of The Learned Disguise.

Truly exceptional idea OP. You truly sound like a rogue academic.

R.C Waldun is an erudite fellow and modern poet who has adopted the popular 21st century aesthetic of "Dark Academia." He is a classicist! The influence of Jamie Joyce and brother Speare are very prevalent in his proses. However, though fellow members of the English canon have clearly influenced him, Waldun's work still reads as his own. The Learned Disguise is simply the greatest literary work of the 21st century. The warmth, charm, wit, and romanticism that has been long forgotten in literature is risen from the dead in this novel. RC Waldun, in my opinion, has surpassed his predecessors. I can only imagine the elegant proses that await me in his coming novel. Excelsior!

Anyone here a rogue polymath academic?