like the artist Ed Kuris
March 27, 2013
“a truly great English novel, one that explores the intersection of individual psychology and wider politics. With a vast array of characters, and richly overflowing with incident, it peels back history to show us Tudor England as a half-made society, moulding itself with great passion and suffering and courage.”
I read this on the blurb of a new novel. (It doesn’t matter what novel except to the author and his publisher.) There’s something wrong here. Close to fantasy. A novel never peels back history. As if history were an orange. And societies are not half-made. Society is a term in a sociology textbook. It does not exist like the artist Ed Kuris.
We are the victims of metaphors. (I suppose victim is a metaphor.) We do not just use them, we believe them. They become the jargon of saying something important when we aren’t saying anything at all.
too busy making money
March 27, 2013
There is no time for romance. So in Japan (maybe it was China, I’ll get someone to check that out for me) people are hired to find one’s spouse. Like wedding planners except they arrange the couple. You might want to call them pimps. But that would be unkind. They are hired by people who are too busy making money to find mates.
I’m not sure that they’ll find the time to actually get married. You could have stand-ins. You could photoshop the bride and groom in later. You can get people to do that.
Would they have time to have a honeymoon? Well, people could be hired for that too. And why not get a substitute for your bride as well. Tell the couple to have a good time and report back later. I’m sure you could find someone to do that for you.
And children? You could do that in a lab. Think of the money you’d save on expensive dinners.
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