To the tune of "Freeze-Frame," Henninger's, um, performance, revealed as much about his/her physiognomy as it did about globalized trade. But we're sure we'll fund a use for the feathered boas distributed liberally to intrigued attendees. |
A three-course treat in empty (headed) calories, Splain's monomaniacal
monograph rearranged our preconceptions of political personality
games into a matter of militant mascots and jingoistic jingles.
We were left conflicted but coated in a light haze of powdered,
orange cheese. |
The opacity of Harding's pronouncements provide more than just a metaphorical moment for Hughes, who breaks open the bits of history to reveal their hidden elements, deconstructing the micro-meanings and forces that create language itself. Even though practical applications of all this are doubtless a long way off, we were proud to be at their energetic origins. Maybe by the time this influences how we make our Froot Loops, we'll actually understand it all. |
Mills's beatz was as phat as the denizens of da Hoovervilles was thin. |
Carhorn opened his presentation with an expansive rush, a powerful overtaking, a scintillating push of rhetorical torque. As American as a finned Caddy, and just as dated, we still see the arc of his point and the curves of his historico-narrative dialect(r)ic. We lament the passing of this lane of history like an ancient ache in the loins. |
The power of the political ad, argues Crawlforward, tears candidates down to the level of paving stones--which is right where we want them. But how many roads must a pol drive down before they call him elected? |
Forsyth shredded his way through history with an amped-up crunch and a wah-wah style that delivered a whammy of a thesis. Why campaign songs have faded out is puzzling when riffed on this way. |
Collins's rough-and-ready idea that snack foods need to be "devirginized" to be taken seriously in the marketplace was patently offensive, but, somehow, we can't get his tune-of-phrase out of our heads. |
Underwriting Note
PostModern Village would like to thank SamHill Energy for all its "bracka-frackin' good-times gaseous needs" and wish everyone a "rootin'-tootin'-gaslingin' good time."