animated marginalia

Poem

As the cat
climbed over
the top of

the jamcloset
first the right
forefoot

carefully
then the hind
stepped down
into the pit of
the empty
flowerpot

-- William Carlos Williams

Is this a stab at my blog description? Like I picked Williams' "The Red Wheelbarrow" to goof off with because it was SO OBSCURE! Now I'm going to have to change it. It will probably be Roethke next, so watch out!

You might also want to add that "The Journal of my Other Self" was the working title of Rilke's only novel before he changed the title to "The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge" before it was published. Maybe that's in the syllabus of one of your higher-level courses.

And that using the moniker CRM-114 is blatantly plagiarizing Stanley Kubrick.

My crack about “The DaVinci Code” was meant as a joke, and kind of as a compliment; don’t do me like this.

Dear Josh, please don't doubt your superlative obscurity. Ironically, however, we did also talk about Roethke's "Papa's Waltz," today...

See, if I *really* wanted to do you in, I would have also casually mentioned the fact that Rilke's mother -- obsessed with the early death of his older sister -- made Rilke a substitute daughter, calling him "Rene Maria" and dressing him in skirts until age seven. Oh, and for the sake of post-modern appropriation, I'll won't even mention Kubrick.

I actually never got around to reading "The Da Vinci Code," but I feel relatively good about taking a comparison to a best-selling novel as a compliment. Thanks.

y'know “the red wheelbarrow” is iconic, everyone recognizes it. i most certainly don't appreciate your insinuation that i was trying to pass off William Carlos Williams' most famous poem as my own work. that accusation, assumption, diss, whatever, is mean and hollow.

and since rilke isn't using the title than i will. geez.

did my gratuitous comment, which, by the way, was free of malicious intent, and was supposed to be just a playful passing thought about a pop novel that i read and kind of enjoyed, anger you that much? you are accusing me of being a bumbling, idiotic counterfeit, who thinks that no one else has read "the red wheelbarrow," one of the most famous poems of the twentieth century. and even though you've never met me, and don't know the first thing about me, you feel justified doing it.

so go ahead. be mean if you want to. i'm through.

CRM-114, put down your indie persecution complex and come get a hug.

E)

*irreplaceable insult*

(perhaps I wasn't entirely 'through')

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Do you want my Derridian read, my Gadamerian, or my Heideggerian read?

Oh, what the heck, we're pomo enough around here to give all three.

Derridian: we will borrow here from the structures of traditional Freudian analysis which, while obscuring the latent play in the author, do indeed act upon the text in an obscuring manner. However, the text per se has never existed except as spoken, which it was not, and so we are lucky to make any sense of it at all. The final sentence in the second paragraph which reads "Maybe that's in the syllabus of one of your higher-level courses." is where we shall begin, for to go anywhere else with the text would be quite silly indeed. The qualificational question used herein points as a sign to the ambitions of the author, to wit, to truly displace the reader and the subject of the text (and they are both the same) into a position of power from which the author is able to subject the subject to a differance of his choosing. The mention of "higher-level", complete with an illuminating non-verbal hyphen, signifies a subtextual and human Christian covetousness for the neighbors educational opportunities that were denied him due to nuclear weapons, which I dislike very much. For the subjected subject, an opportunity must be denied to assume such a signified hope, and so the the text will remain unspoken and unliving.

Gadamerian: Chiefly, the text speaks to the Other, with a surprising violence that engenders and enables the lowest communication of being.

Heidegger: CRM-114, put down your indie persecution complex and come get a hug.

I think I first need a definition of the term "Indie persecution complex." Is this different than a major-label persecution complex? Will my complex be a sell out if it signs with a major?

Get back to me when you can -- I'm sure your fingers are tired from typing that lengthy explication.

Oh, I dunno. Perhaps 'indie' = reveling in obscurity, 'persecution complex' = take everything as slight. However, since you used the requested term yourself, I need to know what the composited set of terms 'major-label', 'persecution', and 'complex' mean fo you.

But that's the boring part.

The more interesting part is, are you offering to make me your complex's agent? If so, I'm in, and my take is only 10% of the liquid earnings in the contract(s) we'll sign. I'll let you have the stocks, merch, and trl appearances all to yourself. And you can have that romance with mandy moore, though if needed I will fly wingman to make it less awkward. Becuase hey, I'm your agent. That's how I do.

you gotta show me da money fo I sign nuthin yo, 'cause my complex is bumpin

Artists, even if they are complexes, never understand business...

Can you really get my complex an appearance on TRL? If so, maybe we can talk business.