It isn’t Boxcar, dummkopf,
it’s Boxer.
‘I know. I was emulating Sellars and Yeatman.’
Who are Sellars and
Yeatman, and in what way were you emulating them?
‘They wrote, among
other things, 1066 and All That, in
which they frequently made use of malapropisms – the humorous technique of
replacing one word with another that sounds similar but means something
completely different. For example, they say that King Henry I of England died of
a surfeit of palfreys, when he actually died after being taken ill following an
overindulgence of lampreys.’
So why is using the
wrong word funny?
‘I don’t know. You’d have to ask a humour theorist that. Why
is the white-horse-called-Kevin joke funny? It just is.’
Well, I think you’re
stupid.
‘So now you’re casting nasturtiums.’
What?
‘Never mind. You wouldn’t understand.’
But back to the start of it all – Michael Woods’ documentary
series on China.
I thought last week’s episode was the finish, but it wasn’t. This week’s was, and this
week’s was all about rebellions between 1850 and 1950. There was a man called
Wong who started the Tie Pin Rebellion, and who was doing quite well until he
lost. Then they mixed his ashes with some gunpowder and fired them out of a
canon to ensure that he never smiled again. This gave me a good idea, more of
which later.
There was an awful lot about Mao – the rise of Mao, the
dissolution of Mao, the resurgence of Mao, the Maoist repression, the death of
Mao, and how some people in China
still think Mao was a pretty good chap and continue to celebrate his birthday.
He even inspired a song:
One man went to Mao, went
to Mao a meadow.
(I sincerely regret having written that, but I’m a warts and
all type.)
Michael’s final summing up was some confusing stuff about
how China is now the most successful capitalist economy in the history of the
world, is still administered as a socialist state, has a rosy future planned
for the next thirty years, and that’s what the world needs most. I had trouble
following that bit.
The Good Idea:
I wonder why some manufacturer of fireworks doesn’t offer a (seriously
profitable) service to the bereaved – send us your loved one’s ashes and we’ll
add them to our mixture and send you a selection of rockets back. Then you can
watch them light up the sky and go bang and things. Makes a fine accompaniment
to fried rice and bamboo shoots at Chinese New Year.
I wonder whether it would take off. That’s a kind of pun.
I wonder whether it would take off. That’s a kind of pun.
I expect somebody somewhere, probably southern California, has been
doing it for years. I always was the second person to have a good idea.
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