Huffy Crew Contest #2
Announcing the second official Huffy Crew contest, whereby any contributor or commenter is Invited:
THE WASH AV HUFFY CREW CRITICAL THEORY AND PHILOSOPHY LIMERICK CONTEST
(TWAHCCTPLC)
That's right, compose your best limericks relating to philosophers, theorists, or their respective theories. Traditional limerick form preferred, but nursery rhymes may be acceptable if funny enough.
For example:
There once was a man named lucretius
whose arguments sometimes were specious
have sex with a whore,
but turn her over before,
it'd be funny if it were fecetious
OR-
There was an old man name Descartes
His philosophy sounded quite smart,
I think so I am,
An acceptable plan.
But if you don't think then you aren't
THE WASH AV HUFFY CREW CRITICAL THEORY AND PHILOSOPHY LIMERICK CONTEST
(TWAHCCTPLC)
That's right, compose your best limericks relating to philosophers, theorists, or their respective theories. Traditional limerick form preferred, but nursery rhymes may be acceptable if funny enough.
For example:
There once was a man named lucretius
whose arguments sometimes were specious
have sex with a whore,
but turn her over before,
it'd be funny if it were fecetious
OR-
There was an old man name Descartes
His philosophy sounded quite smart,
I think so I am,
An acceptable plan.
But if you don't think then you aren't
posted by shrf at 7:05 PM
15 Comments:
there once was a man named Foucault
who linked power with that which we know
there’s no Society
making Identity,
thus no Repression must we overthrow.
Some people found Soren a bore,
Leaps of Faith, they’d ask, but what for?
disbelief we suspend
through teleology, then,
we only can choose “Either/Or”
there once was a man named Nietzsche
who would’ve been delighted to meet cha
he’d call you a fool
then rabidly drool
(syphilis wasn’t his best feature)
(the nietzsche one is sherief's)
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Derrida was feeling all vexed--
what to do with philosophy next?
"Long live differance,"
cried the jester from France.
"There is nothing outside of the text"
John Locke had a redoubtable proof.
Private property's a God-given truth.
Since we're all in His hands,
we then hold our own land.
But if God's dead, then property?Poof!
I owe that last one to the insights of Sherief Gaber, when he took his freshman political theory class as a senior.
the records say Freud died of cancer
how lucky he was to avoid the Panzer
he left behind anna
tho' not as hot as his mama-
no blind man in hell would marry her
An Algerian man named Camus
Never new quite what to do.
He let out his anger
By killing a Stranger
Caring not when his mother died, too.
Baurillard sure takes the cake,
claiming reality is something we make.
in place of the real
the simulacrum we feel
and the Gulf War surely was fake.
Austin's an erudite man,
he thinks history follows a plan,
where freedom does reign
he makes his domain,
and where not, he'll bomb like Iran
Forget Foucault!
He's a san fran ho!
Whips and chains,
AIDS throttled his brain,
the worlds an impostah:
like that clay beast, Mothra,
you're all stuck in mothafuckin simulacra
my favorite philosoph
'tis not some french prof,
no, instead,
it's a man for us dead,
It's jesus christ,
with an erect penis, how nice!
you'd have to be a retard
to like Baudrillard,
his ideas, so rarefied,
about the inevitability of Western suicide,
only an autistic,
wouldn't find them sophistic,
when it comes to self-hurt,
please, sir, you first!
shit! our Weltanschauung"
needs an "Entschuldigung!",
rather than reject,
let's call up zizek!
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