De Chardin's book The Phenomenon of Man, written in the early 1930's but published posthumously in 1955, disdained the biblical story of Creation in favor of that of an evolutionary process he termed a "gigantic psychobiological operation, a sort of mega-synthesis...the super-arrangement to which all the thinking elements of the earth find themselves today individually and collectively subject." While it conjures up a vivid image of the cadaverously
gaunt, black-robed cleric paying nocturnal visits to the Piltdown site in order to scatter assorted bone fragments by the light of a lantern, De Chardin's candidacy should be treated with caution.
The lawyer's added humanity thereby contrasts even more with Bartleby's "cadaverously
gentlemanly nonchaiance" (16).
Given that I'm standing here in shorts that are ashamed to be associated with the goosepimpled, cadaverously
white legs wincing underneath them, with a Londis bag (loaf, milk and ale) in one hand and meat-and-potato pastie in the other, probably not.
Water played on bagpipes and - even though it's a variation from Jeffrey Lebowski - a nice grotesque touch with a cadaverously
scary old man sitting in a forbidding gothic office hooked up to assorted drips and drains.
We were invited to join four cadaverously
attractive models in a swimming pool with an underwater photographer.