Event! October 11th, 6pm.
I’ll read from A Loose Egg but also from my favourite dead humorists including Jerome K. Jerome, Dorothy Parker, and Douglas Adams.
What gets read after a certain point will be opened up to democratic referendum: the hostages get a say in the demands.
It’s free entry, madam, but you’ll want a ticket. Just like in a bakery.
Where did all the humorists go? Whatever happened to the avuncular masters and stink-eyed mistresses of the feuilleton? What happened to people like P.G. Wodehouse, Dorothy Parker, Jerome K. Jerome and Douglas Adams. Correct, madam, they are dead.
And as if rigor mortis weren’t enough of a drag, these fine people’s jobs have been usurped by straight-teethed Sunday Supplement types who go around writing books with titles like How to be a Bloke and an apparent aversion to cutting mustard.
No use for proper humorists today is it? No value to the neoliberal agenda are we? No place in a disintegrating economic climate is it? Madam, for one night only, I rise to your rhetoric and serve you with…
HUMORISTS: THEIR FOUR USES
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