Larry King
Larry King is a gentleman of honest mind. And a gentleman always knows when to leave. Mr. King, from the depths of our faithful hearts, we extend warm affections, sincere gratitude, and large respects. Thank you and good luck. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Dear John,
I am glad to see your second response to my Baudrillard question... that was getting much closer to what I would like to do with this blog. (Namely, to explore -in depth- the nature of being as witnessed through your eyes)
Anyway, I encourage you to "go to town" with your responses. Our readers certainly expect a certain level of personality from your writing. I would hate to disappoint them.
Before we trek on, I would like to talk about your writing style. I have noticed that you have a pension for three things: the obscure, the French, and the historical. Sometimes you combine all of these into an explosion of literary merit that astounds me.
Would you care to explain your interests, in terms of writing, and how you craft your prose? Write as you would please! I would even encourage you to pick apart and annotate your writing (a la David Foster Wallace) so our readers get a better view of the intricacies of John.
Best,
Matt
I am glad to see your second response to my Baudrillard question... that was getting much closer to what I would like to do with this blog. (Namely, to explore -in depth- the nature of being as witnessed through your eyes)
Anyway, I encourage you to "go to town" with your responses. Our readers certainly expect a certain level of personality from your writing. I would hate to disappoint them.
Before we trek on, I would like to talk about your writing style. I have noticed that you have a pension for three things: the obscure, the French, and the historical. Sometimes you combine all of these into an explosion of literary merit that astounds me.
Would you care to explain your interests, in terms of writing, and how you craft your prose? Write as you would please! I would even encourage you to pick apart and annotate your writing (a la David Foster Wallace) so our readers get a better view of the intricacies of John.
Best,
Matt
I'm an Idiot
Dude, I just realized what you were asking me. Clearly the years have only made me more dense and naive. Sorry.
Well to start, I'm a regular guy, like most people. I never went to college for the simply reason that I'm not nearly as keenly intelligent or sensible as most other people. I'm slightly clever so that gives me a barely passable edge. So I guess that makes me a copy of an exact replica of something almost completely identical.
I never married, nor have I ever made a concerted effort to find a companion for the equally simple reason is that I'm astoundingly selfish, conceited, and a little self absorbed. I also have intimacy issues, but I think that's just incidental. In short, I think that sex is primarily for hookers and syphyilitics.
Politically I'm moderate, socially I'm awkward, intellectually retarded, laden with enough moral fiber to feed the entire African continent. Not a deep, abstract thinker, although God knows I try. (You say my previous efforts, again clear as mud.)
Dude I really hope that this sorta kinda answers your question.
-John
Well to start, I'm a regular guy, like most people. I never went to college for the simply reason that I'm not nearly as keenly intelligent or sensible as most other people. I'm slightly clever so that gives me a barely passable edge. So I guess that makes me a copy of an exact replica of something almost completely identical.
I never married, nor have I ever made a concerted effort to find a companion for the equally simple reason is that I'm astoundingly selfish, conceited, and a little self absorbed. I also have intimacy issues, but I think that's just incidental. In short, I think that sex is primarily for hookers and syphyilitics.
Politically I'm moderate, socially I'm awkward, intellectually retarded, laden with enough moral fiber to feed the entire African continent. Not a deep, abstract thinker, although God knows I try. (You say my previous efforts, again clear as mud.)
Dude I really hope that this sorta kinda answers your question.
-John
Response to Introduction
First off all, I would like to thank Matt for the creation of this blog and his subsequent invitation for me to join him.
Now Matt has posted what has got to be the most astoundingly profound question I have ever seen which requires an equally epic response. Having a very limited capacity for abstract thought, I shall try my best to answer, although not surprisingly, I'll probably miss the intended point altogether, but here it goes. If I get it wrong, Matt, we can always blame the vapors of boiling mercury on my desk which is unduly responsible for my lunacy.
To the matter of truth. To paraphrase a quote about love from La Rochefoucauld: "Truth cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be hidden from where it truly does." Meaning simply that truth serves only a world which lives by it. In terms of the simulacrum, I have no idea how this fits into it. A simulacrum is a copy of a copy of a copy. Basically a hologram of a hologram of a mirrored image of an imaginary thing.
I know this is as clear as mud, but such is life, and perhaps the human quest fro truth itself. Always seeking and never sought. Hope this helps.
John
P.S. Matt, thanks for the editorial note. I have a bad habit of not breaking up compound thoughts, which if we were, say, German, it wouldn't be so bad, lol.
Now Matt has posted what has got to be the most astoundingly profound question I have ever seen which requires an equally epic response. Having a very limited capacity for abstract thought, I shall try my best to answer, although not surprisingly, I'll probably miss the intended point altogether, but here it goes. If I get it wrong, Matt, we can always blame the vapors of boiling mercury on my desk which is unduly responsible for my lunacy.
To the matter of truth. To paraphrase a quote about love from La Rochefoucauld: "Truth cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be hidden from where it truly does." Meaning simply that truth serves only a world which lives by it. In terms of the simulacrum, I have no idea how this fits into it. A simulacrum is a copy of a copy of a copy. Basically a hologram of a hologram of a mirrored image of an imaginary thing.
I know this is as clear as mud, but such is life, and perhaps the human quest fro truth itself. Always seeking and never sought. Hope this helps.
John
P.S. Matt, thanks for the editorial note. I have a bad habit of not breaking up compound thoughts, which if we were, say, German, it wouldn't be so bad, lol.
An Introduction
Dear John,
Jean Baudrillard spoke much of simulation and simulacra. This is wherein a real thing is reproduced, and then the reproductions are reproduced.
Please explain your life, who you are, and your viewpoint in the world in terms of this Baudrillard quote:
The simulacrum is never that which conceals the truth--it is the truth which conceals that there is none. The simulacrum is true.
Editorial Note: John, I notice you tend to favor long stream-of-consciousness style prose. For the sake of readability for our much loved readers, could you break up your writing into thoughtful paragraphs?
Hoping to hear back soon,
Matt
Jean Baudrillard spoke much of simulation and simulacra. This is wherein a real thing is reproduced, and then the reproductions are reproduced.
Please explain your life, who you are, and your viewpoint in the world in terms of this Baudrillard quote:
The simulacrum is never that which conceals the truth--it is the truth which conceals that there is none. The simulacrum is true.
Editorial Note: John, I notice you tend to favor long stream-of-consciousness style prose. For the sake of readability for our much loved readers, could you break up your writing into thoughtful paragraphs?
Hoping to hear back soon,
Matt
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