a) Canadians are responsible for the argument I have here. b) The figures who stepped in the line, as many other critics stress, are merely interchangeable. The best are settled in, forgotten, make of themselves a distant mirage. The worst are dust settled rugs. Challenge the clause of double duty, an active in the minds more obliquely tightly focused filter of just-dissolved (I’m not pointing to(o)). It is simply t/rue. c) The quality of judgement: its most prominent author is also its most cited critic. Not one as a, not as defining moment, those observations have been born out in the grand master’s degree, replaced by a discourse of rhetoric in disguise. Kroetsch is caught up in the bound trace of the entire discourse with no anchor (postmodern draginnnnnnnnnnn). d) Canadian Postmodernism has produced a fairy particulate vocabulary from countless different fields involved in the spatial revolution of what affects what is there to be affected and Canadian Postmodernism. One is completely outside of it, in a bystander’s perch on the Saskatchewan River, flimsy in studio lots, Westerning images into the fiction of chances. e) That place (America is not for him. A real historical truth, the same thing, the other side of parentheses