5/7/2016, 3:56 pm
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By golly, Herr Hop, ah, I mean our Historically Unprecedented Denukulizer Of The Planet And Transformatory Stopriser Of The Oceans, he power dove from the Heigths Of His Pristine Intellect down into His DeepThink & SoarSpeak and staccatocadencedly-sonorothunderously pierced right into the heart of Kubrick's towering oeuvre !
atta boy, Herr Hop ! _________________________________(uh - Herr Hop?? introduced here)
Kubrick, and how he learned to stop worrying, and then his love for the bomb, and next come General Jack D. Ripper, and here his epic snarl . . .
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____________.. . . and now, Our Beloved Herr Hop rides on the coattails of Ripper's epiphany :
Most stunning, no single Paper Of Record detected that HopOratory jewel. It was none other but we here ― entire Kubist Komrades Kollektiv, toiling furioso to get syllables into something approximately non-idiotic ― pinning down Hop's Historic Sentence and pushing that revelation via electrons, cables and our Glorious Party Organ into the shining light of day.
uh, you still in dude―whaddya―talkin'―‘bout mode ? Watch this, 25 seconds.
Moral of story :
Isn't These-Days-Polit-Talk of Ruling Class (often) as gaga as Ripper's rant, minus fun ???
(? Stanley K. grins broadly from his current residence, the Highest Pinnacle of Cinematography )
more shining :
and, for semi-completeness, the 2:38 Episode, leading to Precious Bodily Fluids :
(the movie itself - beyond any doubt, one of the greatest works in cinematography ever)
By golly, Herr Hop, ah, I mean our Historically Unprecedented Denukulizer Of The Planet And Transformatory Stopriser Of The Oceans, he power dove from the Heigths Of His Pristine Intellect down into His DeepThink & SoarSpeak and staccatocadencedly-sonorothunderously pierced right into the heart of Kubrick's towering oeuvre !
atta boy, Herr Hop ! _________________________________(uh - Herr Hop?? introduced here)
Kubrick, and how he learned to stop worrying, and then his love for the bomb, and next come General Jack D. Ripper, and here his epic snarl . . .
~
____________.. . . and now, Our Beloved Herr Hop rides on the coattails of Ripper's epiphany :
.....here... and presser started.
Herr Hop gave a sketch of a Nuke-liberated Planet under centrally Gov-controlled Climate™.
"I can no longer sit back and allow the unfettered croûtons [meaning protons] to appropriate our precious pristine Climate™," He said.
Most stunning, no single Paper Of Record detected that HopOratory jewel. It was none other but we here ― entire Kubist Komrades Kollektiv, toiling furioso to get syllables into something approximately non-idiotic ― pinning down Hop's Historic Sentence and pushing that revelation via electrons, cables and our Glorious Party Organ into the shining light of day.
uh, you still in dude―whaddya―talkin'―‘bout mode ? Watch this, 25 seconds.
Moral of story :
Isn't These-Days-Polit-Talk of Ruling Class (often) as gaga as Ripper's rant, minus fun ???
(? Stanley K. grins broadly from his current residence, the Highest Pinnacle of Cinematography )
more shining :
and, for semi-completeness, the 2:38 Episode, leading to Precious Bodily Fluids :
(the movie itself - beyond any doubt, one of the greatest works in cinematography ever)