Wednesday, November 18, 2009

On Sarah Palin's new book...


Like Criswell, I predict that this book will have more horselaughs than Adolph Hitler's Mein Kampf, and will have actually been read by as many people! Just as many people will have claimed to have read it as the collected speeches of Lenin and the Holy Bible! Soon, very soon, Going Rogue will be found in the drawers of seedy motels and hotels the globe over, and like those other books no one ever really bothers to read, some of the people coming upon it will use its pages for rolling papers or other uses that I'd rather not get into right now.


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  1. N'est-que pas que la solitude elle-mème eveille quelque attente fébrile? Voici l'entrée, vide, discrètetement illuminée comme une musée nocturne – la terasse, avec ses torchères ondoyantes par un soir d'Avent étrangement doux – laissant le vestibule et les murmures de voix – la chambre immaculée immaculée et la musique de danse derrière le mur – et le bar à cocktails mondains – le bassin où le nageur s'entrâine, longeur après longeur, il en n'a jamais assez, il doit y mettre de sien – enfin, tournant vers le haut au coin du sombre couloir vient la fille noire et pâle, altière, déterminée et de style épuré, ainsi qu'un moderne avion de chasse suédois.

    Poétudes

    SONNET XXXIX FOR KATIE

    I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude
    on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude
    as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued,
    like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;

    was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed,
    bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed,
    contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude
    'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!

    And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued
    with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued
    your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd,
    to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,

    and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed,
    alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"

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    Chica de Léon, en tus ojos marchan las requétés,
    no ya están demasiado ejercitados a justo esto...
    - Puedes que nos hayáis metido no muy buena acompañía?
    - Mi obrero, quien ha hecho un jornada excelente

    relata sobre las aventuras fatales de su abuelo
    y sus compinches cuyo piedad estaba levemente católico;
    hicieron sopa de clavos, sangre de clero y corpus christi,
    se unió despuéz a la hez de Colunna Durruti. Tu ries!

    no sobremanera respetuosa de las aberraciones republicanas,
    según parece no tampoco del todo indiferente a vino y flamenco...
    - Está un noche amigable entre otros en algun sitio,
    en alguno de nos cada vez más remotos jardines Espanolas.

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    Consider Sex and time, procreation, reincarnation. Trigonometry! I envisage the time axis as the repetitive tangens function. Do you see what I mean? What can be tentatively derived from this notion? Clue: orgasm AND birth pangs at tan 0.

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