Ken Baumann—
Immerse yourself in the energetic, innovative and potentially illegal world of mash-up media with RiP: A remix manifesto. Let web activist Brett Gaylor and musician Greg Gillis, better known as Girl Talk, serve as your digital tour guides on a probing investigation into how culture builds upon culture in the information age.
–Watch the entire documentary over at Unsaid!
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SarcMark, it’s awesome
Sarcasm, Inc. has patented a “SarcMark,” a punctuation mark which looks like a recoiled question mark, to signify sarcasm. Of their 3rd “Core Belief,” they proclaim “For centuries, questions and exclamations have had their own punctuation marks. It’s time that sarcasm is treated equally!” Wow, that’s pretty cool how they used that antiquated exclamation mark
. Yah, these guys are not only cutting-edge grammarians, but great entrepreneurs.
Isn’t it funny how this sentence raises a question without a question mark. Or how “the decapitated man still flinched” is arguably more effective than “the decapitated man still flinched!” Intent, when implicit, is a sharper, smoother cut. The author’s story lies not on the page, but in the reader’s mind.
Christ, I just wish I could download the SarcMark, because without it, without that fucking awesome SarcMark I cannot be sarcastic! I can only be excited — with or without any marks signifying those feelings — so, so excited.
5 noggles of rye
1.) Every editor for every Best American series 2010 is a white guy.
2.) I stumbled across this Julia Harris blog. Pretty ordinary, but I was amused by the sidebar Percival Everett–“cocky writer of many books– hate. Julia needs to drop by for Mean Week.
3.) I have been blinking into some of the Xbox games everyone here suggested. I notice they keep asking me to make ethical decisions. Is that the new trend in games, or what makes them “literary”? The Call of Duty crazy in that scope clarity makes human look human and then you bring the rain/pain from high above like god or government. Little green people scurrying. I feel excited and dirty while playing. Maybe the point?
4.) A powerful article on violence, women and violence, literature and women and men and violence. Smart.
5.) Snow loses its beauty.
Duck in a Basket
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBmjGV2Kb8k
Sean Lovelace—
Bought Xbox 360 yesterday. My distant cohort said, “Are you going to get the literary games?” What are the literary games?
How the Tablet has Turned: A guest-post by Elliott David
According to this NYT piece yesterday, the book publishing industry, who have been ever so patient for a savior (likely because one isn’t remotely foreseeable) has finally arrived at the astrological alignment under which they can ceremonially raise the ghosts of Alfred A Knopf Sr., Roger Williams Straus, Jr., Allen Lane, and George Plimpton, who will then enter the machine and destroy the internet from within.
ropes, strings, poppea and 3 stories by Daniil Kharms
Watch all 3 parts.
They are lovely like fish.
Theater of Cruelty to Myself
The French artist Orlan works in various mediums and has been prolific and provocative for years. Her most notorious work uses her body and surgery as an expression of art.
“I am the first,” Orlan claims, “to divert plastic surgery from its aim of improvement and rejuvenation.”
These are called “operation-performances.”
She took a digitized version of the “idealized feminine” face (her source material: Leonardo’s Mona Lisa, Botticelli’s Venus, Francois Pascal Simon Gerard’s Psyche, Gustav Moreau’s Europa) and then surgically altered her own face to create this image.
Nine plastic surgeries. She considers her works “sacrificial.” These performances were painful and potentially fatal.
Orlan’s website.
A new essay from Unzipping of Images…Orlan’s Operative: Provocation, Performance, Personhood
“Bring a Book or Prepare to Die of Boredom”
Are the new [stupid fucking] post-flight-253 regulations the best thing to happen to publishing since the week before James Frey turned out to be a liar? From the Gizmodo Unofficial Guide to Flying After the Underwear Bomb.
Morphs On…
The writer sitting in the department meeting is still a writer.
The pursuit of publication is a cowardly action.
A writer who has never been humiliated is a monster.
It is possible for the diary of a revolutionary to have a greater impact on society than the revolution itself.
Entertainment has already replaced art under the name of art; and soon information will replace entertainment under the name of entertainment.
The writer cannot afford to be isolated and trampled.
Accepted writers love to discuss rejection.