Mikhail Bakhtin's Social Media
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Got two tickets to a comedy show. Anyone wanna join? @Mikhail Bakhtin? We can have some good laughs.
Huh?
Sorry—just feeling like I don't know you.
Now I'm confused.
You, of all people, know I don't like spectacles. I find the whole performer/audience divide very rigid. There's no "carnival sense" to the whole thing. Can we come up with some other ideas?
Okay… how about a rave? We could do hardcore techno or happy hardcore. There's a big one coming up. It's one of those old-school raves—you know, no-pay, in a disused power station, etc. It's just a crazy free-for-all with no one in charge and everyone just expressing themselves. It's better than the party before Lent. Trust me. We can really turn the world upside down. :)
Always jump at the opportunity to create new relationships with people outside of the all-powerful social-hierarchical relationships of everyday life. (Wink wink.) Plus, I love low culture. I'm in.
Never know—maybe you'll be crowned and then decrowned. That's always worth a few laughs. I can promise you chaos!
Sounds like fun, but shouldn't we have, like, a political cause? Can't we just get down with the masses at an occupy tent camp?
That's so 2011.
You know I don't like politics.
Mardi Gras in Rio?
That doesn't change social realities anymore. It's on TV, for crying out loud.
Ok. See you at the rave.
Sweet. C U.
Doing a shout-out for my new favorite movie—Luis Buñuel's The Phantom of Liberty. So impolite! Right, @MikhailBakhtin?
Thumbs up! Necrophilia, incest, self-punishment, dominatrices. That's some irreverent stuff! Favorite scene: when everyone sits around the table together on toilets, and talks about pooping as they poop! It's like daycare but with intelligent discussions of bodily functions. So totally grotesque!
Pretty much anything by Fellini! La Dolce Vita! No—Satyricon. That Nero was a dirty birdy. I don't care if Rome was one a center of Western Civilization. I love it when Fortunata's husband smothers her up with gizzards and gravy. This ain't no tenth-grade history lesson about the Roman Empire!
I'm putting anything by Pier Paolo Pasolini out there. For carnivalesque, take The Gospel According to Saint Matthew. Rather than telling us the story of the first Gospel, Pasolini tells us the story plus the 2,000 years of stories on top of that about it. It's just a crazy layered narrative.
Also love comic drag—that gender role reversal gets me every time! Oh, and public peeing.
Public peeing? Really?
Never mind.
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