A Roget reference! I remember our previous comments and what with the Borges and Joyce references, I’m beginning to see that you’re quite the erudite fellow. More to the comic though, I have a hardback Roget’s International Thesaurus… That should stop a blade let me check….never mind.
Section 930. has detestation, abhorrence, aversion, antipathy…so
KWC: I’m quite pleased that you esteem me erudite for writing “ROGET BITCH!” However, I’m now several years removed from my formal literary book-learnin’; nowadays I mostly only read food packaging and interviews with porn stars.
Desstruction of books? That is almost burning books, and to wildly extrapolate without notable lucidity, “The beast that thou sawest was, and is not; and shall ascend out of the bottomless pit, and go into perdition: and they that dwell on the earth shall wonder, whose names were not written in the book of life from the foundation of the world, when they behold the beast that was, and is not, and yet is”.
Is this breaking apart the commonish saying, “My enemies enemy is my friend”, replacing ‘enemies’ with the Roget thesaurus, enemy with ‘girl on stage right’, with no friends to be found. I know only that I know nothing, to paraphrase, “Ignorance (without paradoxes especially) is bliss”.
Well, you burn a book, you get a pile of ash. You chop a book in twain, you get a lot of papers that can be recycled into new books.
Also, damn, I though the bottomless pit WAS perdition. Or is that the point? That was one of Dr. Seuss’s weirdest works.
“Thuk” works for me, but i have a gift for onomatopoeia.
Better than getting onomatopoeia for a gift; on my thirteenth birthday I opened a card from my parents to see they’d signed it with the sound of tumbleweeds.
Cold: “Thuk” works, but I feel like there’s a P or a B that isn’t being represented. Maybe “puwk” is where it’s at.
Tens: Ooh — what’s onomatopoeia for tumbleweeds? Something like “twap-twap” maybe? Is that even remotely close?
That’s pretty good, though I had “kssh” in mind when coming up with that. Along with maybe the “hwooh” of a dry, lonely wind. Real tumbleweed enthusiasts will of course be irked that I only know the Hollywood version of things.
On a cellular level, tumbleweed struggles to emanate sound waves with a high enough amplitude to be noteworthy. It is barely worth an ogle. For it is the sum of the parts. Not that I am more than a casual tumbleweed fanatic.
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