Is there not a bottomless mischievousness to author, as they span one piece of grotesquery after another.
example: under the guise of the streetwise self-reflexiveness of Post-Modernism which anticipates, and so disarms, its own critique.
A narrator protests: ‘a large majority of us opposes the free, unrestricted migration of imaginary beings into an already impoverished reality,’ which neatly double-binds the reader: reality is impoverished, but the grim allusion to immigration controls is enough to disqualify the comment and leave us without a position.
I think I get that, do you?
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