Shrill cadences of choral claptrap clatter jinglingly across Muzak carriers. What matters it to Narcissus-X, the drab distinctions of conventional culture bestowed on Rudolph? Of what account are Donder and Blitzen to Narcissus-X? And why slight Comet and Cupid?
For Rudolph is the Narcissus-X of the reindeer! Set apart, unique, indispensable, and yet fettered with the common yoke of servility to crass commercialistic consumerism!
The outrage!
The infamy!
The art! Oh, the art!
Saturday, December 5, 2009
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