Recap: Caper

Just read through all Absurdists posts
since inception, more than 3 years ago.
Jones is noticeably missing, recently.

My reaction: There is an inordinate amount of good, some brilliance that transcends.
There are also many misfires, mostly on my part.
Absurdists, Inc. is a holography.

I laughed out loud several times, some more hearty than others (duh).
I didn't cry, that would be fucking weird.
I did try to psychoanalyze some of the recorded poetry, more so than the inane prose.
But quickly lost interest/realized that we are not all that deep.

Usually. There are meaningful posts on this blog. And I don't want to take away from that.

But most are frivolous, humorous. The best are both.
( e.g.: "The Holocaust is that holiday, right? 8 crazy nights?" Response: "Um, you might not want to repeat that.")

Not to say that the Holocaust is frivolous. I automatically hate all Germans solely because of it. But today I say Auf Wiedersehn to xenophobia. Not really.

That entirely imagined exchange above (in parentheses) and following clarification send no real message. They provide us with no moral. In this case, there isn't even any wordplay. "Pathetic," an outsider might say regarding the posts I've made over the years on this blog, "Shitty way to spend your time, despite the clever wordplay" Well, if you don't like it don't read it. Probably nobody else does. I have no interest in scratching anyone's back but my own, seriously. Even that is not something I like to do. Maybe Absurdists is just one of those hard-to-reach places and we haven't even scratched the surface. But I'd like to think this sort of shallow, crass memorandum on the state of affairs is representative of what the blog stands for: mescaline.