(TarlaStar) writes:
>The cretin who wrote the poems WANTED to be heard...he wanted to be
>thought of as a POET. If he only wanted to express himself, purely
> and out of need, then we'd never have seen the poem. He would have
> written it and destroyed it or kept it to himself. But no, he posted
> it, or >showed it to someone (who posted it)...which indicates a
> desire for >attention...as a poet. As a poet, he lacked all skill
> and yet he was unable to see that to such an extent that he posted
> it to Usenet. Is >this the spoor of genius? It's NOT an accident
> that these people continue to make mediocrity. If it were, we'd be
> laughing WITH them, but we're not. We're laughing AT them, and we're
> laughing because they cannot see how dumb they look. They cannot
> discriminate, and we find that funny. Well...some of us do, some of
> us find it sad and a little embarrassing (especially if we empathize
> with others too much). I'll admit to all of the above; to being
> cruel, and sympathetically embarrassed and sad, but I'll be
> goddamned if I'll be admiring.
It's what you bring to it, not what you take out of it. Or to put it
another way, it's what you get out of it, not what's been put into it.
You don't have to put yourself out to get into it: it gets into "out"
without "out" being put in. The input is got out NOT by putting out
the person who got it in, but by getting into the output.
NONONO. This isn't a case of MOCKERY. Remember, there's INADVERTANT
bulldada and there's ADVERTANT bulldada (Noel Godin, Thomas Love
Peacock, Reeves and Mortimer). But the EFFECT is the same; they create
something that is SO ALIEN to anything YOU would have done that you
can't hardly believe it AND YET it somehow causes a RESONATION, a
CLANGING ALARM BELL of WILD TURMOILING JOY inside the stunned CRANIAL
APERTURE. It's something about your mind that makes it BULLDADA. I
don't think it has anything to do with the STUPIDITY of the
creator. It has to do with the crudeness, the cartoon-like nature of
the work that NEVERTHELESS MIRACULOUSLY PRECISELY MIRRORS (some aspect
of) REALITY. That can be the product of GREAT SOPHISTICATION; indeed,
you might not even be able to tell the difference: Charles Ives once
stood up at a conert featuring a piece by Ruggles called "Sun Treader"
where a member of the audience was heckling. He told the guy to stop
being such a sissy and use his ears like a man! Perhaps that's not the
_exact_ phrasing I want to adopt, but the basic POINT is valid: YOU'RE
slagging off the guy because you think he has no talent. BUT THE FACT
THAT YOU ARE THE ONE MOCKING REVEALS MORE ABOUT *YOU* THAN IT DOES
ABOUT THE ACTUAL ORIGINAL POEM. You're letting them STEAL your SLACK!
The poem guy almost certainly ENJOYED writing that stuff -- remember
DROP BRITCHES, ROLL IN MISTAKES. I doubt the guy WANTS to be regarded
as a genius. He just ENJOYED writing it himself and wanted to SHARE
that feeling with others. He maybe suceeded in the original group it
came from. And because NENSLO snatched that suite from oblivion,
indeed he CREATED Slack HERE. And that's all, and that's ENOUGH.
DROP DUMP AND ROLL. DROP DUMP AND ROLL. THAT'S NOT JUST NEWSGROUPS,
THAT'S THE SUBGENIUS WAY OF LIFE, YOU MAD PASSIONATE FOOLS!!!
CATCH THE SPIRIT, PEOPLE! Then catch the SPIRITLESS PEOPLE and STAMP
DOWN HARD. FUCK this miserable snivelling little mud-crust GLOBE! FUCK
it intensely and deeply and longingly, and cast it off into the
SCUM-GUTTER OF OBLIVION. FUCK what THEY think! FUCK everything! FUCK
everyone! THIS IS *MY* LIFE. THIS IS SLACK. No critic, sniper,
goon-wiper, bollock-brainer, NO ONE JUDGES WHAT I DO. Because they
AIN'T QUALIFIED. There's no JUSTICE but COURT RULINGS and I don't
RECOGNIZE the JUDGE. I'm in CONTEMPT and it FEELS GOOD. I *am*
CONTEMPTIBLE and that FEELS EVEN BETTER!
*I'm* the judge, the jury, and the hangman, in the ONLY court that
matters, COURT THE SPIRIT, and I don't need ANY PROOF: I've got my
BLACK CAP on and "Bob" is going to get some BAD NOOSE right now!
If you WANT to be a "genius" you'll fail. You either ARE or you AREN'T
and the FINAL VERDICT probably won't come in for a good HALF-CENTURY
AFTER YOUR DEATH, and the panel will consist of SHALLOW, WIDTHLESS,
NON-ENTITES! TWO-DIMENSIONAL SHADOWS OF LIFE. NON-YETI! IDIOTS, FOOLS,
ARBITERS OF TASTE, NONSENSE NOTHINGS, CIPHERS, PINK PINKKITY
PINKS. no, No, NO , NONE of this "genius". WHO CARES???
SUBgenius. SUBgenius. SUBgenius.
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