13 August 2007

it's like sputnik! mostly spherical but quite pointy in parts.


at first it seems insubordinate and stupid for a sports team owner to declare in a newspaper interview that his previously emphasized intentions of not moving his team are, in fact, a bag of shit wrapped in a deadline. but then it's like, fuck. the dude's the founder of a major energy company; he described seattle as 'looking down their noses at us'; doubtless his insecurities manifest in a number of intriguing ways (eg, storing massive quantities of his semen until such a time as the final kinks are worked out of human cloning; insisting that said semen be frozen in a life-sized bust of his head [look at that enormous melon! heed! pants! now!]). so whether or not we've been aware of it, we're looking down our noses. and what we see, just past the nostrils, well within smelling range, is this gasptakingly big yet pointy-headed arrogance, so comfortable in its contradictions that it might well be called bushian. claiming things with no regard for or apparent memory of claims past.

click the title to read a truehoops piece about it.

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