November 29th, 2004
|09:48 am - Philosophical Nature|
"How ya doin', Grimace?" Charlie greeted me as he came outside to join me for a cigarette. I was wearing my newly-washed and mostly cat-fur-free purple bathrobe which had previously been used as a nest by two of our cats. After about 6 washings (and dryings), you could once again tell the robe was purple, and we had the makings of at least three new cats from the dryer's lint trap.
I chuckled. "Hmm," I mused, "What IS Grimace anyway? I think he's supposed to be a milkshake or something."
"You mean he's supposed to be something?" Charlie asked.
"Well, yeah, I know he's supposed to be something but I forget what."
"Maybe all of the McDonald's characters are supposed to be something," Charlie said thoughtfully. "Maybe they're representations of parts of our society. Like Hamburglar -- he's a convict, so you've covered the inmate population. And -- he's all black and white!"
"So, that would represent -- what? That there are different races in prison?" I asked.
"No, no! It's black -- and white! It represents the truly dichotomous nature of society's duality in power structures and socioeconomic paradigms concerning the bourgeoisie, the haves and have-nots, the limitations of draconian struggles for ethnic diversity and equality!" he replied.
I stared at him for a minute, put out my cigarette, and went back inside. Just inside the door, I paused for a moment, considering.
After a bit of thought, I went back to the door, opened it back up, stuck my head out, and yelled, "No more Sociology for you, young man!"
I then went back to work, to Google for "What is Grimace", where I discovered other important aspects of the nature of Grimace, such as, "Grimace is not a lump of purple jelly" and "Grimace is not a butt."
I'm sure my 6-year-old nephew will be disappointed to hear the latter.
I'm disapointed to hear he's not a Butt Either.
At least Charlie didn't call you Barney. ;( That's something. http://www.googlism.com/index.htm?ism=Barney&type=1
Although barney is the antichrist and that has to count for something. ;)
Great Post. :D
I hope your Thanksgiving went well.
Thinking about you.
At least you didn't get around to the Fry Guys analysis. I figured they represented the LSD/Tim Leary/Ken Kesey crowd, what with the long, mop-like hair in psychedelic colors, not to mention their apocalyptic mutterings.
Or maybe they didn't really exist, and I just hallucinated them.
We as a society tend to go to extremes.. we either don't think about something at all.. or we drastically over think it. :P
you cant win. ;)
And I thought I tend to over-think things.
"It represents the truly dichotomous nature of society's duality in power structures and socioeconomic paradigms concerning the bourgeoisie, the haves and have-nots, the limitations of draconian struggles for ethnic diversity and equality!"
No, seriously: I want to buy that man a beer. Charlie rocks!
Too bad Charlie doesn't drink! Got any decent non-alcoholic beer, or is that a contradiction in terms? hehe
Actually, I couldn't remember what he said, exactly, because there was lotsa big wurdzzz in there, but it was something about duality and the dichotomous nature of society, and there was definitely something about socioeconomic paradigms and ethic something in there.
I really need to just videotape my life.
|Date:||November 30th, 2004 03:33 am (UTC)|| |
Dude. You should watch The Year Without Santa Claus (http://dvdmg.com/withoutsantaclaus.shtml
). As I found out last night, that is a great one for pontificating about gender inequality and cross-dressing (Mrs Claus almost takes over for lazy-ass Santa [who moans and whines that he wants "a day off", even though he gets every day off every year except for one] but then doesn't because she couldn't "pass" as male because she couldn't bear to remove her pearl earrings). Also, despite the fact that Santa delivers all over the world, for some reason one of his reindeer gets a heat stroke and had to be flown back to the north pole immediately because she spent about 15 minutes in the 75-degree weather in Southville. And which reindeer was it? Vixen. Probably her sisters Harlot and Trollop were left at home because they were too delicate to travel. Or they were busy "working" the North Pole territory. But the male reindeer made it just fine. They didn't even sweat. They and Mrs Claus (no 2nd wave feminist, she) went and visited the Big Gay Weather Brothers and finally got it to show in Southville for a day so businesses could be shut down and Santa could read all about it in a Japanese newspaper and see how that was ALL ABOUT HIM and how he was really loved and needed and shit. And this caused me to yell at the tv, NICE MESSAGE, SANTA! SCREW YOU, TOO, YOU LAZY BASTARD! AT LEAST VIXEN MADE THE EFFORT! God, I love Xmas TV programming. Cannot wait to see if the Hallmark channel runs another marathon.
Prancer was a BOY reindeer?
|Date:||November 30th, 2004 04:43 am (UTC)|| |
I think we know the answer to that one. "Prancer," indeed.