This is from a spam email I just received:
panic bar dak bungalow carpet bed
thorny-edged corn-fed fat-tailed
high-stepping tooth cough Alpine parnassia
balance piston silver salt window dressing
foot stove still-flowing swift-spoken
Un-semitic self-purifying gold-rush
Wen chang bee milk quasi punishment
broad-spoken servant girl cattle mange
Wow. It’s like a haiku, except… not. Interpretations are welcome and encouraged.
In other news, today is the 26th birthday of the Village Whore Junky Slutbunny, a.k.a. my dear friend Jenny (or in the comments as “jt”). So that the legacy of her personal achievements lives on, I refer you to the old-school photo I posted on her birthday last year.
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Well, clearly this is a deconstruction of the myth of the American West. at first glance all seems well: the cattle are corn-fed and fat-tailed, the pistons are pumping, the gold rush is still-flowing and its profiteers are high-stepping, teeth a-gleam with silver. Even the servant girls can afford to be broad-spoken; is this not the land of the free?
(Wen Chang, the god of Chinese literature, smiles benevolently on the Chinese workers come to work the railroads; he knows that one must suffer for one’s art).
But as it turns out, this is all just window dressing. The streets may seem carpeted with gold, but there are thorns along the edges. And the dak bungalow at the end of the dusty trail is not a rest house at all, but a trap. The Calvinistic heritage sneaks in; silver and gold may seem unlimited but the milk of human kindness is not, in fact, still-flowing; the economy of scarcity creeps into this land of plenty, and the result is an endless self-purifying ritual, a quasi-punishment which leads to neither catharsis nor relief.
the servant girl develops a cough, the high stepper stumbles and loses his balance, the cattle, no longer able to graze on the grass of Parnassus (yet another literary allusion; this one cruelly ironic, suggesting the Muses have left this increasingly anti-intellectual land, have gone back to Greece. or China. whatever, they’re not here), develop mange. time to hit the panic bar.
Ha!! This is amazing, belledame. You get an A+, no doubt about it!