03-17-2015, 08:25 AM
Cascades of Caca* Another Artwork of Shit! **Language
A Play in I Act by Tharmas Erthona
Cast of Characters
Sir Sir Germany Bung: self acclaimed poet
Mister Jive Owon: poète obscur
Putupon Passerby: Put upon person passing by.
Sir Germany Bung and Jive Owon, two fellow poets bend over and forcefully extrude wet poop with such force that it hits a nearby wall with the sound of a cow peeing on a flat rock: they first look at their own effort, then they look at the effort of their fellow. They shake hands and begin patting each other on the back, as they are so impressed with what they wrought.
Putupon Passerby walks by and asks, “What is that supposed to be?”
Sir Germany Bung and Mister Jive Owon reply, “Great poetry!”
Putupon Passerby responds, “Looks like someone flung shit upon the wall.”
Sir Germany Bung responded, “Forcefully extruded!”
Jive Owon, “Indubitably, and any fool should be able to see the orange…er…orange colored piece, as a sun metaphor that shows that our dystopian world lacks the necessary degree of enlightenment to survive and that the beach represents the leveling of the pride that we have in our own ideas, although it will probably kill us in the end. Putamus ergo morimur; Putamus ergo morimur!"
“I understand,” cautiously says Putupon Passerby as though he was looking at two rabid dogs. “Now that you have explained it to me, but I still don’t see it, plus even if what you say is there, it has already been done a thousand times before, I have seen the same motif in a number of SciFi films.
Ooooh an expert. So you are saying just because Hollywood has poorly treated this theme it is off limits to everyone else? You obviously have no idea what you are talking about,” said Sir Germany Bung.
“That’s right,” chimed in Mister Jive Owon, “The fault is yours, if you cannot see our brilliance. Too bad for you that it is simply beyond your depth of understanding”
“You mean, not being able to see what obviously isn’t and is only in your own minds at best means I am stupid,” queried Putupon Passerby?
Sir Germany Bung and Mister Jive Owon put their fingers in their ears and began chanting, “You’re a fool, go away, with your kind we'll never play, you’re a fool so go away! Don't come back some other day, just go away! Nonny, Nonny, Poo-Poo. We didn't ask ya, for your cascades of caa-caa.”
As admonished, so he did. Putupon Passer removed himself from this spontaneous mental institute he had mistakenly stepped into.
Sir Germany Bung and Mister Jive Owon, seeing that they had run him off, high fived, belly chest bumped, and slapped each other on the back as they had just faced and successfully defeated the first challenge to their art.
“Cascades of caca” indeed!
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*The phrase "Cascades of caca" is from the Ionesco's play The Bald Soprano.
**Language: I don't really think "shit" is all that offensive. That is I do not think the word "shit" is offensive, especially if someone tried to rub it on me (the actual substance, not the word). The word is a good solid Germanic word that the Norman French demonized (as well as other words) in order assert the superiority of their language over English, and French was not even a real language, simply a Latin dialect that had yet to differentiate itself by that point in time. It's not like I used the word "cunt" which sends American women into a frenzy, or a phrase like "butt-fucking baby Jesus," which seems to offend some people rather than make them laugh, which is what it should do as it is just too absurd to do anything else. Whatever happened to sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. Seemed it use to work quite well. Of course that was only a slogan for boys, for if girls applied it, they would not be able to effectively work the vapors routine. Still I do see the need that we must conform to the norms of human convention and so I give this warning that the word "shit" is used in the above play. So in order to avoid reading a word outside the confines of human convention and decency you should refrain from reading the above play and also come to think about it, this note. To find literature that will surely not have offensive language in it, I suggest text books (with the exception of literary anthologies which probably have the word fuck plastered all over the place, especially the moderns (they couldn't write without fucking this, or fucking that, "We fucked the flame of life into being" D. H. Lawrence LCL) and pre-teen literature. Might I recommend the "Hardy Boys" series (Nancy Drew if you are of the female type persuasion; it's a choice you know), the "Heroes of Olympus" and the "Narnia Chronicles." That should do for most of your life as people who take offense to words do not seem to read much anyway. Certainly a great way to save money these days, I mean have you looked at the cost of books. It doesn't seem all that long ago you could pick up a new SciFi paperback novel for a buck fifty. Now it cost you ten dollars. As much as I like the physical book, I swear I'm gonna buy a kindle. A new book downloaded to a kindle cost like 3 bucks less than the same one bought in a store. As the Tral-fals say, "Poo-tee-weet."
Tharmas
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Erthona
©2015
A Play in I Act by Tharmas Erthona
Cast of Characters
Sir Sir Germany Bung: self acclaimed poet
Mister Jive Owon: poète obscur
Putupon Passerby: Put upon person passing by.
Sir Germany Bung and Jive Owon, two fellow poets bend over and forcefully extrude wet poop with such force that it hits a nearby wall with the sound of a cow peeing on a flat rock: they first look at their own effort, then they look at the effort of their fellow. They shake hands and begin patting each other on the back, as they are so impressed with what they wrought.
Putupon Passerby walks by and asks, “What is that supposed to be?”
Sir Germany Bung and Mister Jive Owon reply, “Great poetry!”
Putupon Passerby responds, “Looks like someone flung shit upon the wall.”
Sir Germany Bung responded, “Forcefully extruded!”
Jive Owon, “Indubitably, and any fool should be able to see the orange…er…orange colored piece, as a sun metaphor that shows that our dystopian world lacks the necessary degree of enlightenment to survive and that the beach represents the leveling of the pride that we have in our own ideas, although it will probably kill us in the end. Putamus ergo morimur; Putamus ergo morimur!"
“I understand,” cautiously says Putupon Passerby as though he was looking at two rabid dogs. “Now that you have explained it to me, but I still don’t see it, plus even if what you say is there, it has already been done a thousand times before, I have seen the same motif in a number of SciFi films.
Ooooh an expert. So you are saying just because Hollywood has poorly treated this theme it is off limits to everyone else? You obviously have no idea what you are talking about,” said Sir Germany Bung.
“That’s right,” chimed in Mister Jive Owon, “The fault is yours, if you cannot see our brilliance. Too bad for you that it is simply beyond your depth of understanding”
“You mean, not being able to see what obviously isn’t and is only in your own minds at best means I am stupid,” queried Putupon Passerby?
Sir Germany Bung and Mister Jive Owon put their fingers in their ears and began chanting, “You’re a fool, go away, with your kind we'll never play, you’re a fool so go away! Don't come back some other day, just go away! Nonny, Nonny, Poo-Poo. We didn't ask ya, for your cascades of caa-caa.”
As admonished, so he did. Putupon Passer removed himself from this spontaneous mental institute he had mistakenly stepped into.
Sir Germany Bung and Mister Jive Owon, seeing that they had run him off, high fived, belly chest bumped, and slapped each other on the back as they had just faced and successfully defeated the first challenge to their art.
“Cascades of caca” indeed!
__________________________________________________________
*The phrase "Cascades of caca" is from the Ionesco's play The Bald Soprano.
**Language: I don't really think "shit" is all that offensive. That is I do not think the word "shit" is offensive, especially if someone tried to rub it on me (the actual substance, not the word). The word is a good solid Germanic word that the Norman French demonized (as well as other words) in order assert the superiority of their language over English, and French was not even a real language, simply a Latin dialect that had yet to differentiate itself by that point in time. It's not like I used the word "cunt" which sends American women into a frenzy, or a phrase like "butt-fucking baby Jesus," which seems to offend some people rather than make them laugh, which is what it should do as it is just too absurd to do anything else. Whatever happened to sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. Seemed it use to work quite well. Of course that was only a slogan for boys, for if girls applied it, they would not be able to effectively work the vapors routine. Still I do see the need that we must conform to the norms of human convention and so I give this warning that the word "shit" is used in the above play. So in order to avoid reading a word outside the confines of human convention and decency you should refrain from reading the above play and also come to think about it, this note. To find literature that will surely not have offensive language in it, I suggest text books (with the exception of literary anthologies which probably have the word fuck plastered all over the place, especially the moderns (they couldn't write without fucking this, or fucking that, "We fucked the flame of life into being" D. H. Lawrence LCL) and pre-teen literature. Might I recommend the "Hardy Boys" series (Nancy Drew if you are of the female type persuasion; it's a choice you know), the "Heroes of Olympus" and the "Narnia Chronicles." That should do for most of your life as people who take offense to words do not seem to read much anyway. Certainly a great way to save money these days, I mean have you looked at the cost of books. It doesn't seem all that long ago you could pick up a new SciFi paperback novel for a buck fifty. Now it cost you ten dollars. As much as I like the physical book, I swear I'm gonna buy a kindle. A new book downloaded to a kindle cost like 3 bucks less than the same one bought in a store. As the Tral-fals say, "Poo-tee-weet."
Tharmas
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Erthona
©2015
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
