Sunday, July 29, 2012

Uncertainty of Macro Imitation

Of all the trashy science fiction camp that exists in the last quarter of the 20th century, we owe the Japanese for putting an indelible stamp on human absurdity with the creation of Godzilla. For those of you wondering if I have a lighter side, Asian cultural anxieties as espoused by Ultraman. and The Space Giants encapsulate it. I kid you not that my first romantic fantasy was my prepubescent determination, at the age of five, to marry Hayata. It spawned my own operatic empire that I still write in my head today to drift off to sleep. Unabashed, with no apologies, I love this shit, even if I am not particularly fond of Thomas Pynchon's post-modern presentations, he did hit the right keynote making me snicker about the hybrid dino hero in Vineland. Of course I am a High Modernist, and the best that post modernism has to offer is like the fuck of the millennium, only not Pynchon. Perhaps because he forgot Yongary, but not really, and spastic is being facetious. Pauses, and of course knows Greg Zacharias will not drop everything to post a castigating rejoiner about the silly things I say. Less silly connections after I catch some Zzzz. No wonder we revert to childhood. Put a man in a polyurethane suit stomping scale models and this over educated cripple gets a small happiness, ja ja.

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