Another Sentence of the Day: APE HOUSE

p. 209:

  • She was going to expose him for what he was — anonymously, of course.

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Sentence of the Day: When Ape House Goes Prime Time

p. 201:

  • When the anchor asked why they were picketing Ape House, the woman explained that bonobos had bisexual and homosexual sex, and therefore were fags.

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Ape House Prime Time

NEEDLESS TO SAY, SPOILERS

p. 184:

  • “How about,” he said again, slower this time, spreading his hands in an expansive gesture: “Ape House Prime Time.” He gave them all a moment to let their imaginations take flight. “The apes are in charge, twenty-three hours a day. Then, once a day, we do something to affect their environment. Something,” he said, sitting forward, “voted on by the audience. The paying audience. People who have bought the monthly package. Twenty-three hours of doing whatever they want, and then one hour a day of doing something chosen by monthly subscribers.”

This satire of ambitious people (Americans, lol) in a television-driven culture is very sharp.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

#amreading: APE HOUSE

Self’s indecision about Ape House is really annoying. First, she was sure she should skip it for American Gods, which is a very thick book. But time and time and time again she kept going back to Ape House and reading a little more, and a little more, and a little more, and finally she gave up and admitted to herself that she was really intrigued by the book’s premise and wanted to see how it all played out.

She’s on p. 149 (halfway, approx.)

SPOILER ALERT!!!

The apes are kidnapped by a sleazy producer named Faulks and made to star in their very own reality show called, TA-RA: Ape House!

The house is “in a remote area of New Mexico best known for its third-rate casinos and ‘gentlemen’s clubs.’ The house otherwise entirely empty except for a single computer and a stool so the apes could reach it. Faulks installed the apes, switched on the cameras, and had been broadcasting the results live ever since.

After five days, “the show gave every indication of becoming the biggest phenomenon in the history of modern media, and not simply because of the astonishing language and computer skills of the bonobos.”

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

Kelly Stout in “Shouts and Murmurs,” The New Yorker, 22 February 2016

Self knows it is really lame that she’s just now getting to her New Yorkers of February 2016. Nearly a year ago. But she’s so anal about it. She refuses to throw away a single issue she hasn’t read. That’s a very big pile she’s staring at, right now.

On to “Shouts & Murmurs.” It doesn’t always work. Sometimes it feels like whoever’s doing it is trying too hard to be satirical. Because that is the whole point of “Shouts & Murmurs”– to be satirical. Some people have satire in their blood, and some people can’t be satirical to save their lives. Some people can point to a stick of butter and make the gesture itself seem satirical. Others can say Moo Moo and ape a cow and pretend to be giving birth to a stick of butter and everyone would just look at them and say, Wut?

But, as usual, self digresses.

Here’s one that works: Kelly Stout conjures a judge giving jury instructions.

Jurors, I remind you that part of your duty today is to avoid discussing the details of this case with anyone outside this jury. Do not, for example, Gchat with your best friend from college, because she lives in Philly and doesn’t know any of the restaurants around here, and always says dumb, unhelpful stuff like, “Falafel isn’t as healthy as you think.”

Information from the news or from social media must not influence your finding in this case. For example, do not use Instagram to try to figure out whether Rob’s friend Warren got a Skrillex haircut or if it just looks like that because of the light. Also, Warren may not even be able to come, because his stepmom is in town.

You are allowed to make reasonable inferences, as long as they are based on the evidence. It is OK to speculate that Rob’s roommate may get on your case for being pro-Hillary and have literally zero sense of humor about it when you call him a Bernie Bro, because that is what happened when you guys met up for dim sum.

(How nostalgic self gets when she reads of pre-election chatter like the above!)

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

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