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[Internet Jesus]

Well being Eastern European I am not a wrestling expert... we tend to have dancing bears instead. But the best thing I've read about wrestling so far is this (more content, that):
http://homes.chass.utoronto.ca/~ikalmar/illustex/Barthes-wrestling.htm

There's probably very little in the wrestling angle that would interest someone who wasn't raised on it beyond the outermost edges, but you have a fake thing being offered as a real thing, but it acknowledges its fake and still operates under the notion that its real.  There is reality in it, but its pressed into service of the fake.

Figuring out the specifics is a detail left to the viewer, if the viewer even cares to attempt such an undertaking.  Alternatively you could just be entertained, knowing the whole thing is bullshit but resigning that small little voice to the outer reaches of consciousness for the duration.

Or as someone on the interbutts once said through tears "it's still real to me dammit!"

I prefer TV preachers, though it's largely the same thing.

I like Ultimate Fighting... they don't fake the blood.

I like it too, but it didn't fit very well with my whole illusory/reality dichotomy I was trying to put forth, or the search for reality amongst lies.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Well being Eastern European I am not a wrestling expert... we tend to have dancing bears instead. But the best thing I've read about wrestling so far is this (more content, that):
http://homes.chass.utoronto.ca/~ikalmar/illustex/Barthes-wrestling.htm

There's probably very little in the wrestling angle that would interest someone who wasn't raised on it beyond the outermost edges, but you have a fake thing being offered as a real thing, but it acknowledges its fake and still operates under the notion that its real.  There is reality in it, but its pressed into service of the fake.

Figuring out the specifics is a detail left to the viewer, if the viewer even cares to attempt such an undertaking.  Alternatively you could just be entertained, knowing the whole thing is bullshit but resigning that small little voice to the outer reaches of consciousness for the duration.

Or as someone on the interbutts once said through tears "it's still real to me dammit!"

I prefer TV preachers, though it's largely the same thing.

I like Ultimate Fighting... they don't fake the blood.

I don't want to see real blood. 

[Luna]

Well being Eastern European I am not a wrestling expert... we tend to have dancing bears instead. But the best thing I've read about wrestling so far is this (more content, that):
http://homes.chass.utoronto.ca/~ikalmar/illustex/Barthes-wrestling.htm

There's probably very little in the wrestling angle that would interest someone who wasn't raised on it beyond the outermost edges, but you have a fake thing being offered as a real thing, but it acknowledges its fake and still operates under the notion that its real.  There is reality in it, but its pressed into service of the fake.

Figuring out the specifics is a detail left to the viewer, if the viewer even cares to attempt such an undertaking.  Alternatively you could just be entertained, knowing the whole thing is bullshit but resigning that small little voice to the outer reaches of consciousness for the duration.

Or as someone on the interbutts once said through tears "it's still real to me dammit!"

I prefer TV preachers, though it's largely the same thing.

I like Ultimate Fighting... they don't fake the blood.

I don't want to see real blood.

This.

And this is coming from someone who plays with swords for fun.  (I have, for the record, seen considerably more blood drawn by armor than by either fencing steel or rattan weapons.)

[Pæs]

SPOILER ALERT:



Can find pics of this guy just by Googling his name. Derp. 35 day wait ruined.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

SPOILER ALERT:



Can find pics of this guy just by Googling his name. Derp. 35 day wait ruined.

Paes brilliantly takes New Guinea, and bursts out into Asia.

[stelz]

do you all seriously believe Discordianism as for real and for true, or is it just a useful mental frame for viewing life?
[...] 
I can't quite get a grasp on whether this whole thing is to be taken seriously or if it is to be thought about as a sort of Koan?

Been pondering this quite a while, still not sure if there's a difference.

Keeps me on my toes, I guess.

I think it's like being a pro-wrestling fan.  On the one hand there's the willing suspension of disbelief that is involved in any form of entertainment or religion, but on the other you know it's all bullshit gussied up and kayfabed out to hell and back in order to look kinda sorta real. 

Not too far from most religions, except there are less marks and more smarks.  No disrespect intended.

None taken, I applaud your simile. Only in this case, along with the suspension of disbelief, there is also a suspension of belief aspect. I mean, the situation with pro wrestling is asymmetrical (the unsuspended-disbelief-state is the real real). For me, with Eris and that lot (the Tao, etc.) it is actually quite symmetrical. It wobbles, though.

Well, there is a sense in which the term smark can be considered derogatory, which isn't what I intended. 

You are correct that it's not a perfect 1 to 1 match here, but being of semi-intelligent white trash stock, wrestling is what I know and it's informed they way I look at a lot in American life.  You have the worked (fake, storyline) aspect and you have the shoot (really for real) aspect.  Things are very rarely just a work or a shoot - in fact things which have been works have misfired and become shoots, and things which have been shoots have become worked angles.

And you can disappear up your own ass trying to figure out the line of demarcation between the two - which in and of itself is a form of being worked.

I find that this applies to a lot of other horseshit in my life.  My company, for example, comes up with different themes every year that were supposed to aspire to in our day to day, but they almost always boil down to "Make an assload of cash and convince our customers that our services are worth spending an assload of cash on us". In that case the specifics here are the work.

Or religion and politics.  Or shit, history itself can sometimes feel like your being worked.

AND LO, DX REBUKETH VINCE MCMAHON AND SMITED HIM WITH STINKFACE AND THERE WAS WEEPING AND GNASHING OF TEETH.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGfdD_VBuOk

[stelz]

SPOILER ALERT:



Can find pics of this guy just by Googling his name. Derp. 35 day wait ruined.

Paes brilliantly takes New Guinea, and bursts out into Asia.

Only the beginning. Google has worse cow ass images if needed.
MUCH worse.

[Signora Pæsior]

SPOILER ALERT:



Can find pics of this guy just by Googling his name. Derp. 35 day wait ruined.

The fact that you've gone this long without a cow pun is astounding to me.

[Internet Jesus]

AND LO, DX REBUKETH VINCE MCMAHON AND SMITED HIM WITH STINKFACE AND THERE WAS WEEPING AND GNASHING OF TEETH.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGfdD_VBuOk

I'd respond with the Katie Vick segment, but Jerry McDevitt is an asshole.

[Dr. Cow Ass]

What the hell did I do here?

Nonetheless, my vow stands. I'm gonna put out a podcast on OCT 20. Don't watch it.

[P3nT4gR4m]

What the hell did I do here?

Nonetheless, my vow stands. I'm gonna put out a podcast on OCT 20. Don't watch it.

No one was gonna













(except me - I'll prolly jack off to it)

[The Good Reverend Roger]

What the hell did I do here?

Nonetheless, my vow stands. I'm gonna put out a podcast on OCT 20. Don't watch it.

I think I can manage that.

Although I have to say, watching you melt down into some weird psychosis has been funnier than fuck.

[Internet Jesus]

You have got to give the crazies something to do or else they'll start Dickinson the severed heads of your livestock.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

You have got to give the crazies something to do or else they'll start Dickinson the severed heads of your livestock.

You realize that this will all end in tears¹, don't you?







¹ of laughter.

[Internet Jesus]

Fucking the severed heads.  I have no idea how the iPod came up with Dickinson. My iPod must've an Iron Maiden fan....