[lit-ideas] Re: Theatre of the Absurd -- a work in progress
- From: "Andy Amago" <aamago@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2006 23:07:35 -0400
We are of a mind. The crocodile brain rules. Still, I think humans, if
not perfectible, can be vastly improved so as to be unrecognizable. All we
have to do is retool the factories where they're made. So simple, yet so
impossible. I read somewhere that Paleolithic man was actually quite happy
(the ones who survived the saber tooths); at the very least, much better
nourished than humans before McDonald's. Everything changed when hunting
and gathering was replaced by agriculture. Once humans settled into one
spot, they were much more subject to drought, famine, floods and therefore
scarcity. I saw the movie Ice Age, so I know this is true. I also own a
saber toot tiger, a small one, you saw her picture ..
> [Original Message]
> From: Mike Geary <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
> To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
> Date: 4/27/2006 9:55:18 PM
> Subject: [lit-ideas] Theatre of the Absurd -- a work in progress
>
> EMOTIONS CAUSE DEMOTIONS
>
> Act I
> Scene 1
> The caveman returns home. His wife says, "Where's the beef? He says, "I
> just couldn't bring myself to kill those precious little creatures.
They're
> so adorable." The wife whacks off his head (never having found him
adorable
> in the least) and the family eats for two weeks, maybe three without his
> gluttonous haveatitness. [Lights down]
>
> Scene 2
> So who survived from those days? Guys who didn't mind killing adorable,
> precious little creatures, that's who. And why did they not mind that?
> Because the womenfolk loved guys like that, guys who brought home the
bacon
> and kept their precious little feelings to themselves and for whom they
> eagerly spread their thighs. And who can argue with that? Certainly not
> Evolution which just does what it must. Glory be to what must be!
> [Curtain]
>
>
> Act II
>
> Scene 1
> It's 2002 -- some million years later. The alpha of alpha males returns
to
> his house after clearing brush for half an hour on his ranch. "Honey,
I'm
> home," he announces, expecting some kind of obeisance. Laurilai, his
wife,
> sighs. If only she'd married someone with more feeling. [Lights down]
>
> Scene 2
> Alpha, the alpha male, decides it's time to clear brush in Iraq, though
the
> rest of the world says, "No, first clean up your own ranch." But he'd
need
> a whole goddamn army to do that and all he had was half an army thanks to
> Rumbum, so he sent them all to Iraq to clear their brush because he
really,
> really, really hated brush.
>
>
> Act III
> not yet complete -- can't decide if this is going to turn out to be a
> tragedy or a black comedy.
>
> Mike Geary
> Memphis
>
>
>
>
>
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