The Polysics: My favorite band for the next two days.

Let's start this right...

I found this on Boing Boing, and it really just says so much about this world in which we live. The meaning comes in layers upon layers. The juxtapositions, overt and implied, verily cry out the cruel surreality with which our lives have become imbued at the hands of our own precocious reach and our almost complete lack of the maturity to deal with what we have wrought.

If our world were being monitored by some outside civilization (and oh, what a comforting delusion, that anyone could possibly be "out there" to witness, if nothing else, our headlong charge towards special implosion), then some alien anthropologist somewhere is currently displaying the above image on the alien equivalent of an overhead projector, or perhaps of a powerpoint presentation, as an example of the great contradictions of our world: a work of art that subverts even as it displays, a powerful symbol of the depths of idiocy and heights of sublimity to which we can simultaneously aspire, an image which is the product of the cerebral cortex and the reptilian backbrain in equal measure. It is, in a word, artistic perfection. (I choose my words carefully.)

Yes, this is the perfect subject matter with which to inaugurate my new blog, for here, I hope, you shall find the mind and the groin at play, not at war. Oh shut up already.