That is the whole purpose of writing the Sacred Scriptures. It allows the fool to roll around in his own filth. Harold Bloom is happier than a pig is in his sty rolling around in his own filth. But that is an insult to the pig. Maybe I should compare him to a chicken in her coop.
Nothing can be dirtier.
That is how I view Harold Bloom. I actually view him rolling around in the stuff, washing himself in it, calling it perfume and asking why we all don't understand his atheistic way. I think I dislike him because he is deliberately going out of his way to be anti-Christian. But mathematics as you say can invoke an emotion. It is as dry as the desert sand.