The Fish
for 29 March 2000. Updated every WEEKDAY.
 
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Filler

Dear Polly,

I sometimes think about the
sounds on earth that get
emitted into the universe.
Since the human population is
now responsible for a
considerable part of the
earths water weight it also,
by shear replication,
responsible for certain
patterns in "air waves".

Like for the past few years
there has been a under lying
drone caused by verbalization
of something like "how do you
print the grid lines in
excel?" That of course, it
gets louder around a new
release time.

But I am most certain that on
this day, a sound pattern
following a few hours after
sunrise is emerging that is
reaching the same volume as
the ordinary belch "filler
isn't funny today".

Searching for meaning,

j.
<jharford@deltainternet.net>

Wow. Nice way of building up
to that crushing blow.
Artfully done.

I couldn't agree more,
though. Bad week, just like
the cartoon said. The cartoon
never lies.

Thanks for writing.

Polly
 
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Polly,

Actually, I'm having one of
those months. Maybe that's
why I can't find anything
even remotely funny about
"Moons Over My Hammy."

Who was that guy you were
having breakfast with? He's
hot. Too bad he's kind of a
moron ... but should that
really matter? Standards such
as intelligence and the
ability to tell good jokes
are for bitter, single, aging
pseudo-intellectuals. Oh,
wait, that's what I am.
Nevermind.

Jean Cousins
<Jean.Cousins@williams.com>

Oh, but you need far less
brains across the Denny's
table than you think, trust
me. Morons can still act
funny — in fact, they're
much better at acting, since
they have to act things out
so often when words fail
them.

Hot is good, particularly for
those who are bored with
pseudo-intellectuals and are
way too bitter to be in the
company of other bitters
without souring on the whole
notion of breathing.

That's my feeling for the
day, anyway.

But growing old and bitter
alone isn't so bad either.
Just, you know, keep good icy
cold beverages in the fridge
and subscribe to lots of
pointless effete magazines.

And isn't it nice, never
having to share?

Sharing selfishly,

Polly
 
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How about just Filler? Seven
days a week?

Huh?

I mean, come on. Who tunes in
for the highbrow meta-media
gripes?

Stephanie Mitchel
<SMitchel@adamstrans.com>

Ah, if only there were seven
Pollys and seven Terrys to
make it so! But then, are
there ever, really, seven
brides for seven brothers?
No. At least two or three
brothers have bad skin or
lame personalities and as
such, remain brideless.

Thanks for the enthusiasm
about Filler. Naturally I
agree that it represents the
cream of the crop, but I also
think that I'm possibly the
smartest and most charming
person that ever lived, so
can I be trusted? I think
not.

I'll agree that no one tunes
in for highbrow meta-media
gripes daily, but the Suck
daily offerings are currently
a lot more interesting and
versatile than you give them
credit for. Hit & Run has run
some great interviews lately,
and I thought The Boob's
spoof of contemporary authors
was hilarious.

Most importantly, your visits
to other Suck pages keep me
in Joan and David boots and
small, overpriced,
attractively packaged bottles
of tea. Plus, those little
bottles of tea keep me happy
and caffeinated which makes
writing remotely amusing
Fillers possible which in
turn keeps you happy.
Win-win!

What's the moral?

a. You make all this possible

b. All this is all about me,
Polly

c. I, Polly, am a mindless
shill for The Man

d. Don't develop an expensive
tea habit or you'll get stuck
writing pointless cartoons
until the cows come home

e. It doesn't matter what
habits you develop because
you'll still get stuck doing
something pointless until the
cows come home.

Where are those stupid cows,
anyway?

Polly
 
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Subject: Joey's Nose

Polly-Snookums,

I realize an artist's need to
grow and evolve and all of
that living, breathing
organic type shit, but can
you ask Terry what's going on
with the representations of
Joey over the years? See
enclosed GIF.

Northey
<TrueNorth@DrunkenCompass.com>
 


You've got a point there,
though not as big a point as
the one sitting in the middle
of my face above 1999 in the
attached gif. If ever there
was a time to ask "Is that
your nose or are you eating a
banana?," it's clearly right
now. I think this might even
tie in to all this "Is Joey
gay?" mail we seem to be
getting lately. The way it's
currently represented, my
physiognomy evinces a subtle
homoeroticism, at least
insofar as it places in such
close pixel-proximity an
image of my mouth with that
of a large, flesh-hued
pickle-object. Then again, I
suppose if enough readers
find this kind of thing
wicked hot, we shouldn't
change it. Anything for a few
hits, that's what I say!

Keeping my chin up, hoping
nobody tries to smack it with
a pair of balls,

Joey


This is a question for Terry.
Why is Joey's nose so big,
Terry? Is it because you
think he's a great big liar?

Polly


I'm afraid I have no
explanation for the size and
shape of Joey's nose, just as
I have no explanation for
Joey himself.

Terry
 
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The Jawbone of a
Scare Quote


in your article for today's
edition of suck, you wrote:

"Let's make a pledge right
now. If you ever find you
need quotation marks up
against a word or phrase so
you can tell a sarcastic
insult from a straightforward
one around here, let us know.
We'll fix things right up.
You want that shirt of
vituperation, you won't have
to "mess" with any
typographical snakes to get
it. And that's not any
Mazola, friend: that's a
promise."

how about:

"Kaufman, a lecturer in
American Studies at a
university in England, has
written an entire book
predicated on a stray remark
of Kurt Vonnegut, that
'American humorists or
satirists or whatever you
wish to call them, those who
choose to laugh rather than
weep about demoralizing
information, become
intolerably unfunny
pessimists if they live past
a certain age.' Never mind
that some of the subjects of
the book, like stand-ups
Lenny Bruce and Bill Hicks,
didn't exactly make it to 'a
certain age,' or thatothers,
like Herman Melville and
Sinclair Lewis, were always
more pessimistic than
humorous: An academic book
that tells its readers that
all irony, even its highest
literary manifestations, is a
priori doomed, is bound to
please a lot of people who
would rather social critics
like Lenny Bruce and Sinclair
Lewis never even went through
the
laughing-rather-than-weeping
phase, much less the
intolerably pessimistic one.
'Irony fatigue,' a phrase
Kaufman coined looking for
what American
humorist/pessimist Fran
Lebowitz described as 'undue
fanfare,' is a concept whose
time has come. Even as
knowing a filmmaker as John
Waters, never exactly Frank
Capra, ends his latest film
Pecker with a toast to the
end of irony. We've come a
long way from what Spy
magazine in the '80s labeled
"the irony epidemic." The
Irony Backlash has set in.
Everyone is tired of the
trickled-down and facile
irony that pretty much
defines the media sensibility
of recent years; now, a
professor gives the people
who never liked any kind of
irony, facile or otherwise,
the chance to declare it
self-destructive and
unproductive. Unfunniness and
optimism, freed from their
shackles, can reign in the
land once more, and shine on
us even at midnight. I feel
warmer already."

(see also joshua glenn's
"fake authenticity: an
introduction" for scare
quotes run rampant.)

despite the perceived
inconsistency, however, i
appreciate your analysis of
the phenomenon as well as
your writing in general, and
look forward to reading more.
(this will include, of
course, a more thorough
exploration of the hermenaut
site as time permits.)

Jim Kuemmerle
<J.Kuemmerle@m.cc.utah.edu>

While writing about scare
quotes, I learned many
things. Among them? The New
York Times
used to write
better headlines. Weeks go by
now with barely a mention of
wolf girls or
whisky-demanding bandits
there.

That's because the world has
changed. And so have I. So
please don't GET ON ME for
the lapses of that
pretentious BUM Hamrah.

How do you feel about all
caps instead?

I appreciate your research.
Thanks for outing me. The
world may have changed, but
it can only be for the better
when we're unafraid to be who
we really are.

Slotcar Hatebath
 
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Hey Slot,

I enjoyed this one a lot.
Today's essay put into words
several vague ideas that had
been swimming around the back
of my half-semi-subconscious.

I believe that in the
greatest of current writing,
both words and punctuation
should have meaning. As
televised culture threatens
to make readers into little
more than a literary cult, it
is up to the "true" readers
to put depth of meaning
beyond the reach of "couch
potato America". Just for
fun, take an inventory
sometime of all the words NPR
disdains with their
"so-called" quotes.

Ironically,


Rich
<richard.banks@cpa.state.tx.us>

That's because National
Public Radio is where scare
quotes meet air quotes. The
little jingles that brackett
everything on NPR are perhaps
are form of quotation marks
around all they do.

Slotcar
 
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Use and Abuse

-loved- today's article. *s*
(insert healthy contempt for
the 'average user' engendered
by time spent in tech
support)

my retail site has just one
hoop, and that's just in case
of the unlikely event there
are ever scantily-clad humans
demonstrating the products
*sigh* all six customers thus
far haven't seemed to mind.

take a look. maybe you'll be
amused.

Rafe
Proprietor & Lead
Deviant
www.digitaldiscipline.com

Amused? More like amazed. Who
knew goth marital aids were
so expensive? Hae you
considered buying in bulk,
then selling them as tech
support devices?

Pixel Vixen
 
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With the number of new
computer users and web
surfers that keep getting
added to the fray every day
(not to mention the
entrepeneurs trying to make
money off of these people) it
ends up becoming the
equivalent of urban
sprawl--too many sites being
built too quickly-with no
attention paid to whether or
not people can easily access
the things they need. If you
have to drive around three
brand new mini-malls to get
to the grocery store, you
haven't progressed at all.

Keep the suck sucking!!!

Robert C.

You know, you've just
outlined the premise for Mike
Davis' new book: City of
Silicon: Excavating the
Profit Line.


Consider the similarities
between the Web model you put
forth and Los Angeles:

- both are filled with people
attracted to shiny objects

- both require inordinate
amounts of time simply to get
anything done

- LA has air smog; the Web
has data smog

- Studio business model:
banking on ephemeral
celebrity; Web business

model: banking on ephemeral
stock

Pixel Vixen
 
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Of late, rewarding bogus
competence ("My Child Is A
Super Student At Nosebleed
Elementary") has drowned real
achievement. The unfortunate
answer is that the programmer
was right: the users are
stupid. This will only get
worse as the Web audience
expands beyond the yokels
sporting aol.com addresses
and gets to those with full
frontal lobotomies, the
beneficiaries of sustained
electroshock therapy, and
Democrats. I can only hope
none of these savants end up
in technical support -- on
either side of the phone.

Rob McMillin
<rlm@pricegrabber.com>

I admire your joie de malice,
but really — bogus
competence has been very good
to me. How else do you think
I ended up writing this?

Pixel Vixen
 
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Hurrah! Well written, and
echoes truths bound to leave
the inane buggered and the
web marketers choking on
their own latex inflatable
ego.

As a technology manager
trying (I emphasize trying)
to implement an e-commerce
system for a major financial
services company, very few
understand that Functionality
and Usability are the
priority when trying to
develop a tool to lead to
success. I cannot possibly
cite the number of instances
where marketing managerís
gaze suddenly glazes over and
nearly drool in catatonia
when listening to the issues
of functional flows,
navigation, and usability.

eric lang
<langericp@earthlink.net>

You know, I got email from
someone earlier today who
specializes in fetishwear.
Perhaps you and he should get
together and offer an
e-fetish line; latex
inflatable egos might be the
next big thing.

Of course; the marketing
people aren't going to
actually use the product
they're selling. I suggest
recasting the flows,
navigation and usability in
these terms: brand identity.
That should keep them awake.
Then it's your job to pull a
fast one and actually try to
marry the brand to a
non-hideous surfing
experience.

Pixel Vixen
 
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 The Shit
Krushchev Remembers, by Nikita Krushchev (authorship disputed), translated by Strobe Talbott
Five-Star Day Cafe
Athens, Ga.
Salon's "Action Figures"
TV ad
Donna's Famous "Long and Short of It," by Donna Anderson and friends
Two-Lane Blacktop, directed by Monte Hellman (The Anchor Bay/Universal letterboxed edition)
George Bush, Dark Prince of Love: A Presidential Romance, by Lydia Millet (Scribner)
King Kong: The Complete 1933 Film Score, by Max Steiner Moscow Symphony Orchestra, William J. Stromberg conductor (Marco Polo)
Eightball #20, by Dan Clowes (Fantagraphics Books)
The ECW's Little Spike Dudley
Stan Kenton, City of Glass, featuring arrangements by legendary weirdo Bob Graettinger (EMD/Blue Note)
Comix 2000, Edited and published by L'Association, 2000
Star Dudes
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