FascLists

[TranquillityBase]

The universe gives prompts too.
Like “play dead”.

What else is fascist:
smartphones
family reunions
life after death
Viking movies
the car registration reminder on my desk
Easter
dogs in heat at the dogpark
the sun’s forever path
the distinct feeling that nobody is listening.

Olivia de Havilland is not fascist.

[rowens]

I had a poem that mentioned Olivia de Haviland was alive. Now she's not

Is there a word for that? A poem that states something that is no longer so? I don't mean something topical. What do I mean? I don't mean retcon. What? Is there a word? I don't mean anachronistic.

[TranquillityBase]

More fascists:

web browsers
The Hardy boys
the long day ahead

Not fascist:

"I was so lousy sick of everything, life, screwing,eating--you know--that my brain felt black it was so dirty straining square muck through it year after year.  So, man, I opened up my skull by cutting around the crown with an exacto knife and very carefully disconnected all the wires and lifted my brain out.  Then I put it to soak in the bathroom washbowl in hot water and Oxydol all night.
It came out all white and kind of...you know...pure looking, you know?  But one thing keeps bugging me.  Did I put it back in backwards?"

Richard Geis "Bongo Bum" 1966

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not fascist:

drunkenness
lust
legends

fascist:

history
lost loves
cigarettes
sin
Mr. McGregor

[dukealien]

fascist:

voting
color-blindness
individuals


not fascist:

experts rule
racism
stereotypes

[rowens]

There is no such thing as anything, as Hamlet told his friend destined to outlive him.


Humor, as the ever more sophisticated tell me, is a defense mechanism that is mistakenly meant to disguise insecurity.

The lists here aren't purely humor.
Things do bother people.
I have my list.

But, to go back to my opening statement, nothing exists. Once you get that through your thick head, things stop bothering you as much.
As much, not fully. The body still has its patterns. The directional force of the nervous system. The everpresent erection. Sorry guys, I'm still in my thirties.
I've denounced everything that identifies me as anything. 
I have Style. No identity. No continuity. No shame. No contradiction. I am serious and not serious, there is no distinction.

Style.

Style can take on all.

Style is all.


I have no pet peeves.

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I know what you're thinking. Some are still old enough to recall what real fascism is.

I know. But I don't care to know.

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Rather, I simply don't care.

That's why I keep talking.

[TranquillityBase]

Humor, as the ever more sophisticated tell me, is a defense mechanism that is mistakenly meant to disguise insecurity.

In that case I should be hilarious, but I'm not.  My attempts at humor don't make much laughter.  But maybe I just have mediocre anxieties, yes, I'm pretty sure that's it.  Not the kind that make great humor.

I've read a lot about fascism.  The documentary version of The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich is the cause, seen at a very young, too young probably, age.  I'm not old enough to remember it as an actual threat to my existence, so I don't take it as seriously as I should.  More the way Joy Division took it.  But there is something peculiarly seductive about the idea, as Ralph Fiennes said about donning an SS officer's uniform for the filming of Schindler's List.

Anyway, I was just riffing on your headphones is fascist.