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Goodbye Cruel, Modern World

by EricC Tue Dec 19th, 2006 at 08:17:39 PM EST

     I write this diary, to protest the shallow level of analysis that often appears in the comments to ET diaries, as in this Diary here.

"rg, what I think you are attempting here is an entirely new art form that merges Burroughsian extremes of random deconstruction, a dash of Kurt Schwitterianism collage, the CopyPaste basis of future society (The Cloners are already at work on CopyPasting humans), and the self-reflective nature of contemporary lexographic art which examines the definitions of all art that has gone before in a kinda sorta appendicial, footnotey kinda way."

     Actually, I think this was a brilliant example of an older form of criticism and analysis, of the paleo-destructionist school, which often appears superficially similar to prehistoric stream of consciousness, even to the most knowledgeable students of the genres. It is not surprising that a dilettantish slacker such as Mr. Triloquist , who obviously has never cracked a tablet in the Journal of Paleolithic Studies, would see a Burroughs influence where there is none.

     However, we are all postmodern simians now, and RG, I think, faces a steep learning curve. The climb is not insuperable; no oxygen needed; and perhaps a little paint thinner or PVC glue will make the journey easier.

     I embarked on this pilgrimage yesterday. I ordered Postmodern  Pooh from Abe Books.

     I have downloaded Beginning Conversational Crit from Rosetta Stone, and have been reading   elsewhere for clues in grammar, syntax, and acceptable argumentive forms:

     Unfortunately, after the first of the year I will be unable to visit ET very much. I have been accepted into the graduate program at the Rae Dawn Chong Institute of Feminist Studies. I plan to specialize in historical and cultural anthropology with emphasis on Pre-Cro-Magnon Civilizations.

     The implications of some of the Institute's recent monographs are revolutionary, as you can see.

     I will be posting a wish list on my website (screwyouguysimgoinghome.com) before Christmas. Hope you will contribute. Pates, meat pies, chicarrones and passable burgundies always appreciated, but money is really sweet.

     In the absense of workhouses, I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas.


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From New Values...

I'm bored
I'm the chairman of the bored
I'm a lengthy monologue
I'm living like a dog
I'm bored...

I bore myself to sleep at night
I bore myself at broad daylight
Coz I'm bored
Just another slimy bore!

By the way, I always thought Pomo rhymed with "New Romantic", for some reason...  (And I think "New Romantic rhymes with Newropean...for some reason...)

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Tue Dec 19th, 2006 at 08:36:50 PM EST
And for your feminist studies...

"In the mood for your love."



Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Tue Dec 19th, 2006 at 09:09:19 PM EST
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You're just going to have to imagine how beautiful the scene is in a la verticale de l'ete....click on this link and then click to view the trailer...the scene where the woman and her brother wake up...to pale blue eyes...

...(close your eyes...listen...lou reed...proving that art is in the making, not the piss taking...)

....but yes, in the taking...of everything...

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Tue Dec 19th, 2006 at 09:42:31 PM EST
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Always enjoy your writing, RG.

And I was, of course, just having a bit of fun with Sven.

"When the abyss stares at me, it wets its pants." Brian Hopkins

by EricC on Tue Dec 19th, 2006 at 09:15:53 PM EST
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Happy Christmas, Eric.

(Come on, what's your dog's name?)



Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.

by rg (leopold dot lepster at google mail dot com) on Tue Dec 19th, 2006 at 09:22:41 PM EST
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His name is Winston and his coat is a darker black this time of year, or so it appears to me.

"When the abyss stares at me, it wets its pants." Brian Hopkins
by EricC on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 12:20:22 PM EST
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I really cannot accept the contextural ramifications of your diatribe, Eric. And I speak from personal gnosism, having worked closely with Rosetta in the very early days when she spoke only Greek.

She was a truly wonderful, perceptive and, in many ways, antediluvian figure. 'A chip off the old block' as Professor F. Vizier of the Helsinki University department of Comparative Metaphysics would have it. Her tragic death in a conjugational accident in 1989, left the entire department deeply morbid.

You can't be me, I'm taken

by Sven Triloqvist on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 02:13:09 AM EST
This is disgusting..making fun of us ET members just because we do not get scare when we hear the word "deconstructionism in the jingoistic medians sense of the word"...

And all ... absoultely all with the clear goal to disguise as futile/uninteresting the fact that neanderthal women did indeed hunt!!!!

As much as you want to make fun of it.. it is actually not fun...women hunt and men hunt... the men hunter of the neanderthal is just a myht.. a very useful myth....

so instead of making a proper diary about the implications.... you just make fun of the purposed expected answer???

So I am back to my cultural studies...meanwhile you can go and NEANDERTHAL yourself!!!

:)

Good riddance megasnark.

A pleasure

I therefore claim to show, not how men think in myths, but how myths operate in men's minds without their being aware of the fact. Levi-Strauss, Claude

by kcurie on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 10:10:38 AM EST
I take your comment as a compliment, kcurie.

Unfortunately, in the realm of mega snarkdom, there can be only One.

I really enjoy reading about pre history, and there was something in the Neanderthal story that struck me as ahistorical, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

"When the abyss stares at me, it wets its pants." Brian Hopkins

by EricC on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 12:35:32 PM EST
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But ... but .... butt....

Burroughs is the progenitor of the  Ur texte in the studies of "historical and cultural anthropology [of] Pre-Cro-Magnon Civilizations."




She believed in nothing; only her skepticism kept her from being an atheist. -- Jean-Paul Sartre

by ATinNM on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 11:50:34 AM EST
Eric, je t'avais pas reconnu:
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The Hun is always either at your throat or at your feet. Winston Churchill
by r------ on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 12:53:48 PM EST
For the budding humanities academic just enjoying her/his first taste of theory there's no better gift than some theory action figures. Or as the blurb says:
Keenly aware of the fluidity of social identities, this 6.5" Michel Foucault waves his baton in poststructuralist style at all challenges. Shrouded in a special removeable French cloak and with a built-in thoughtful head movement, this superb action figure is essential for both professional philosophers and junior postmodernists.

by MarekNYC on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 01:31:48 PM EST
And don't forget the theory lego sets or trading cards
by MarekNYC on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 01:35:02 PM EST
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Glad I didn't have a mouthful of coffee when I read this and looked at the cards.

Probably would have fried my keyboard.

Big thanks. Complete sets go on my wish list.

"When the abyss stares at me, it wets its pants." Brian Hopkins

by EricC on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 02:53:12 PM EST
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Whoa dude! He looks like just an older post-structuralist Keanu Reeves.
by ThatBritGuy (thatbritguy (at) googlemail.com) on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 05:26:18 PM EST
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Bwahahaha!... almost fell off the chair...

*Lunatic*, n.
One whose delusions are out of fashion.
by DoDo on Wed Dec 20th, 2006 at 06:08:44 PM EST
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