On a night when the Number Of Casual Snake Stories rivaled the Number Of Fine Pints Held Up To The Light, it had come time to sock Rod Smith in the shoulder. I say sock, Dear Reader, but clearly you can judge for yourself the Swiftness & Stealth of this maneuver, as the camera could not capture any small smidgen of its express delivery. Let us note the various aspects of the No Nonsense Reply. The affixing of reading spectacles as if to declare: Thug Life. The Crane Technique aka Looming Machinery Of The Poetry Hammer honed on the Mean Streets of Gallipolis, Ohio. And the Shock Swoop (French: chaque swoop) of the Final Descent. By the final frame, Dear Reader, neither of us could remember what had prompted us to offer the Substantial Ruckus of our Essential Conflict and so, you know, we just took a Regulation Photo, there, as if to proclaim Great Ambivalence about All Things That Squander Our Hopes in the pursuit of what we might call Medium-Tight. Amen.
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---BA
Oh, oh, yes, this confirms Debord's theories quite comprehensively in that, in our modern society, we have created a Society of the Spectacle, in which authentic social life has been replaced with its representation, a representation best viewed through reading glasses. The spectacle is the inverted image of society that sometimes comes when you hold your reading glasses about a foot in front of your face, in which relations between commodities have supplanted relations between people, in which passive identification with the spectacle supplants genuine activity. "The spectacles do not create a collection of images," Debord writes, "rather, they create a social relationship between people that is mediated by glasses, and usually poor quality drug store brands."
Of course, our quality of life is impoverished with such lack of authenticity, human perceptions are affected, and there's also a degradation of knowledge, with the hindering of critical thought. The spectacles obfuscate the past, imploding it with the future into an undifferentiated mass, a type of never-ending present; in this way the spectacles prevent individuals from realizing that a sock on the shoulder is only a moment in history, one that can be overturned through full-scale rumpus.
Debord's aim and proposal is "to wake up the viewer through spectacles who has been drugged by spectacular images," "through radical action in the form of rumpus and high-jinks," "situations that bring a revolutionary reordering of politics, art, and beer drinking". We must all therefore create spectacular images and language to disrupt the view from our reading spectacles. If we construct rumpus rooms and also widen our participation in high-jinks with our close chums, often within the confines of drinking establishments, this can be more easily accomplished.
I understand the need for Room, but not for Debord. Shouldn't there be a Debord inside the Room? Paying for Room and Debord would seem duplicative.
Rheum and Debord is a separate issue. I don't wanna pay for no Rheum. In that case, given a choice, I'd rather have Debord.
#Where'sTheRumpus?
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--------------BA
Rum overboard! matey. The blow from the magic wand seems to have turned Rod into Doug-lite: any luck with frogs? Maman Maman we're all Chilli now.
Yes I had the same thought - he looks like Doug in pix 1 and 2
Lee Ann
Seeing as many of us are Swansea City A.F.C. hooligans, we're all starting to resemble Doug. The question is: which Doug? Coppertone Doug? Political Broccoli Doug? Doug phoning Free Range Chickens Doug? Doug phoning 93% Cacao Doug? I dunno. It's a lotta Dougs in Doug.
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B.A.
p.s. Hi Lee Ann & Tom!
B.A.
I agree with Tom and Lee Ann -- Rod does look kind of senile in those pix.
Come on now, Doug, Senile ain't just a river in Egypt. It's a sightseeing company that offers views of the Nile. "See Nile!" say all the pamphlets and brochures.
One can also go Tse Tse Nile, if you're bitten by said pestilence. Their leader is Mao Tse Tse Tung, and he'd come to the phone, but he's asleep. He's Mao Tse Tse Tung Tied.
That's about all for now. Rumors that Wilfried may be coming back to the Swans. We need him!
Up the Swans!
------------------B.A.
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#Rheum&Diet . . . is probably the hashtag that a GW student might use.
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