A thought.

[nenena]

James Joyce was the literary Chuck Norris of his time.

Come on. You know it's true.

I mean, think about it: Both completely badass and yet utterly ridiculous at the same time. Both take themselves too seriously. Both spawned multivariant memes mocking their ridiculousness. Chuck Norris introduced jetpack-waring cowboys into the pop culture canon, and James Joyce introduced Napolean Bonaparte/Duke of Wellington slash RPF into the Western literary canon. Chuck Norris invented his own martial art style, and James Joyce invented fifty-syllable onomatopoeia that contains hidden pornographic messages. I can't even decide which of the following is more ridiculous:

Chun Kuk Do

or

Bladyughfoulmoecklenburgwhurawhorascortastrumpapornanennykocksapastippatappatupperstrippuckputtanach

If your flist is broken now, don't blame me. Blame James Motherfucking Badass Joyce.

Comments

[meiousei.livejournal.com]

[cryingcat613.livejournal.com]

I just sent James Joyce's love letters to all of my friends.

[sagemuraken.livejournal.com]

I remember when my mother read the biography of James Joyce's wife and was shocked by the kinky things they got up to.

[nenena.livejournal.com]

OMG win!!!

[nenena.livejournal.com]

...So are they still your friends, now? Or have they run away screaming?

[nenena.livejournal.com]

I will give James Joyce credit, though. He's the only writer who has ever, ever convinced me that he viewed scat as being deeply, truly romantic. As opposed to the usual "I get off on poop because it's humiliating for the woman" kind of thing.

[cryingcat613.livejournal.com]

Yeah, haha. They either are majoring in English or graduated with a BA in it, so it works.