Wednesday, June 16, 2004

ah, yes, the 100th Bloomsday...a time to reJoyce ... many a Doobyliner (not to mention the footnote fetishists) will be looking for incoherant clues deep in the first chapter of the Bibulo: Guinesses. The sanctimoney of our syphilization.

"Kinch, you fearful Jesuit!"

Joyce: I first met him in psychosis...

But why trust a blind-from-reading-too-much Irishman who averred "the ineluctable modality of the visible"??

And shouldn't that be "risible"?....

but yet...the slanguage rivveruns to the great grey sea our mother...
so we must return to the great Ulyseas, the white pages our sails!

If you really wanna dive in, try The Modern Word

Here's another good Joyce page.

Oh...and then there's Finnegan's Wake. ("History is a nightmare from which I'd rather wake") The title an infinity sign made of two paradoxical puns stuck together:
"Fin" (Fr. - end) egin ("agin" - begin again)
and "Wake" (wake up or Irish death ceremony).

Put the two together and you have an infinity sign:
I.e. Joyce's glasses.

Oh, and check out this great Pynchon page. Good time-waster.