October 24, 2005

End of Days

You know, one of my favorite pastimes is bashing Anne Rice's purple prose and over-the-top brood fests, but this is just too much, even for me.

Just...I'm out of words, except to note that reading the interior monologue of a (most likely) broody seven-year old Messiah might cause my brain to liquefy and run out of my ears. And I say that as a good--well, mediocre, probably--Methodist.

Although if she's actually allowed an editor to, you know, read over it first, it might make a difference.

On a related note, the emergence of the Olsen Twins from Hell makes me think that maybe our days truly are numbered, or if they aren't, they really really should be. Girls, if your biggest goal in life is to "stay white," well, I'm thinking you don't have anything to worry about.

Posted by Big Arm Woman at October 24, 2005 11:01 AM
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Oh, I dunno. "Jesus the Undead" has a certain equivocal charm as a title.

Posted by: PersonFromPorlock at October 24, 2005 01:58 PM

I suppose I should feel threatened being non-white and everything, but the Olsen Twins article made me laugh, especially since they live in CA. How did you find it?

I realized the end of days was near last year when the penis mistaken for a chicken neck was sliced off and eaten by the dog.


Posted by: CM at October 24, 2005 02:02 PM

CM -

I think it was a link off of Drudge--I'm particularly amazed by the t-shirts with the Hitler smileys on them.

Holy cow.

Posted by: BAW at October 24, 2005 02:54 PM

Look at those pretty, smiling faces. It's just freaky to think of them singing some morbid ode to Rudolph Hess. Their parents disgust me.

Posted by: Emily at October 24, 2005 04:41 PM

Anne Carson did the interior monologue of a young god pretty well

...
X. Schooling
In those days the police were weak Family was strong
Hand in hand the first day Geryon's mother took him to
School She neatened his little red wings and pushed him
In through the door

XI. Right
Are there many little boys who think they are a
Monster? But in my case I am right said Geryon to the
Dog they were sitting on the bluffs The dog regarded him
Joyfully

XII. Wings
Steps off a scraped March sky and sinks
Up into the blind Atlantic morning One small
Red dog jumping across the beach miles below
Like a freed shadow

XIII. Herakles' Killing Club
Little red dog did not see it he felt it All
Events carry but one

(Autobiography of Red)

Posted by: Ron Hardin at October 24, 2005 07:13 PM

I saw the broadcast, and not only was it sickening because of their ideology, but I wasn't all that impressed with their musical abililty. The lyrics were awkward, the score (help me out - the notes they played on the instruments?) repetitve and their voices were unimpressive. The only thing they have going for them is that they are cute and have a ready made market for their "music".

Shaw's comment about how they aren't preaching their own opinion but the opinion that's being taught to them is charitable, but the fallacy is that the more they are interviewed, or just around people who won't challenge what they say they believe, and they repeat what they are taught, the more it'll become ingrained in their thinking, and pretty soon, it will be their opinion.

(okay, sorry for that long, run-on, awkward sentence, but I'm tired and annoyed with the foolishness in the world).

Posted by: JP at October 24, 2005 09:13 PM

Well when you read Chapter 18 of the Gospel of Pseudo-Matthew (www.gnosis.org/library/psudomat.htm) which is also set to music here (www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00005NHNU) you get the feeling that Anne Rice is perfect for this.

Posted by: CM at October 24, 2005 11:54 PM

I'm still waiting for this version[1] of the Bible to come out.

1. http://www.theonion.com/content/node/30060

P.S. Stripping the links out of comments is kind of rough. Upgrade to MT 3.2, it handles comment / trackback spam much better.

Posted by: Annoying Old Guy at October 25, 2005 10:13 AM