Just because postmodernists are filled with inner torment doesn't mean they aren't also happy.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
The Happy, Postmodern Teatime of the Soul
In my ongoing attempt to write about things that the People Who Use the Internet (PWUI) are known to enjoy and occasionally Google, and in light of the fact that Happy Postmodernists reaches its landmark 42nd post today, I'm posting this not-at-all difficult to find picture of happy Douglas Adams! Enjoy, PWUI! "But wait!" say the PWUI collectively, "There's no way he's postmodern! He's just a goofy (awesome) sci-fi author!" Well, that's where you're wrong, dear readers (who may or may not exist), and PWUI (who definitely exist). I'm just going to ask you one question. Would the name Ford Prefect be out of place in a Pynchon novel? Of course not! And I'm pretty sure that if Pynchon had given Pierce Inverarity the name Zaphod Beeblebrox instead, we would have just yawned collectively. At most, we would have affectionately sighed "Oh, Tom," before turning the page. There you have it. Thomas Pynchon and Douglas Adams are definitively the same person. Have you ever seen them together?
I'll leave you with a little game of "Guess The Blurb!" Did Pynchon or Adams write a "ghost-horror-detective-time-travel-romantic-comedy-epic, mainly concerned with mud, music and quantum mechanics?" You tell me, PWUI!
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For what it's worth, I really like Douglas Adams a lot better than Thomas Pynchon. But this is about science, after all.
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