"We must have a suite!" - Raoul Duke
"I was pouring sweat. My blood is too thick for Nevada; I've never been able to properly explain myself in this climate." - Johnny Depp as Hunter Thompson as Raoul Duke (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas)
Although this statement holds true for me as well as Mr. Depp/Thompson/Duke, I feel it necessary to apply it more directly to my current situation.
So let's have some fun with this. Let's take Depp's situation in the film (twisted on acid, arriving sweaty and mangled at a hotel where no one seemed to be able to comprehend his frantic, discombobulated mutterings), and compare it with my own (twisted on Occidental upbringing, arriving sweaty and mangled at a school (and indeed, country) where no one seems to be able to comprehend my frantic, discombobulated mutterings).
Now let's do a little writing activity. Let's substitute words, and try to rearrange the sentence to find the correct word order.
Hmm, let' s see...Well, for a healthy dose of realism (and in keeping with the climatic situation of summer in Japan, that is, a steaming lava pit of death) we can notice that "I was pouring sweat" is really a bit of a dogmatic euphemism for something more correct, such as "I was shrivelling under the heat of a cursed sun, wretchedly embracing sweaty death", so let's switch them.
Next, "My blood is too thick for Nevada". While it is an accurate description of the situation, it leaves out the context and leaves the reader guessing as to why the situation is such that it is. Thus, enciting creative wit, and accurate (gonzo) journalism, let us replace "blood" with "heathen ancestry" and "too thick" with "too irreconcilably northern". Additionally, and for the sake of Truth and all that is sacred, let's replace "Nevada" (since I'm not there) with "the barbarian lands of the East" (since I am there).
Put it all together and Viola!
A perfectly accurate, inciteful and above all, meaningful portrayal of daily life in the Land of The Rising Sun:
"I was shrivelling under the heat of a cursed sun, wretchedly embracing sweaty death. My heathen ancestry is too irreconcilably northern for the barbarian lands of the East. " - Mr. Ball
Truth can be Beautiful.
It's just too bad the epiphenomenon of this particular truth is my continual wretched discomfort, day after day.
Although this statement holds true for me as well as Mr. Depp/Thompson/Duke, I feel it necessary to apply it more directly to my current situation.
So let's have some fun with this. Let's take Depp's situation in the film (twisted on acid, arriving sweaty and mangled at a hotel where no one seemed to be able to comprehend his frantic, discombobulated mutterings), and compare it with my own (twisted on Occidental upbringing, arriving sweaty and mangled at a school (and indeed, country) where no one seems to be able to comprehend my frantic, discombobulated mutterings).
Now let's do a little writing activity. Let's substitute words, and try to rearrange the sentence to find the correct word order.
Hmm, let' s see...Well, for a healthy dose of realism (and in keeping with the climatic situation of summer in Japan, that is, a steaming lava pit of death) we can notice that "I was pouring sweat" is really a bit of a dogmatic euphemism for something more correct, such as "I was shrivelling under the heat of a cursed sun, wretchedly embracing sweaty death", so let's switch them.
Next, "My blood is too thick for Nevada". While it is an accurate description of the situation, it leaves out the context and leaves the reader guessing as to why the situation is such that it is. Thus, enciting creative wit, and accurate (gonzo) journalism, let us replace "blood" with "heathen ancestry" and "too thick" with "too irreconcilably northern". Additionally, and for the sake of Truth and all that is sacred, let's replace "Nevada" (since I'm not there) with "the barbarian lands of the East" (since I am there).
Put it all together and Viola!
A perfectly accurate, inciteful and above all, meaningful portrayal of daily life in the Land of The Rising Sun:
"I was shrivelling under the heat of a cursed sun, wretchedly embracing sweaty death. My heathen ancestry is too irreconcilably northern for the barbarian lands of the East. " - Mr. Ball
Truth can be Beautiful.
It's just too bad the epiphenomenon of this particular truth is my continual wretched discomfort, day after day.
posted by -Jubei- at 8:47 PM
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