"your mother hoping to hang that Gold Star"

[S.R. Prozak]

> "the chaplain, the doctor, your mother hoping to hang
> that Gold Star, the vapid soprano last night on the
> Home Service programme, let's not forget Mr. Noel
> Coward so stylish and cute about death and the
> afterlife, packin them into the Duchess for the fourth
> year running, the lads in Hollywood telling us how
> grand it all is over here how much fun. Walt Disney
> causing Dumbo the elephant to clutch to that feather
> like how many carcasses under the snow tonight among
> the waite-painted tanks, how many hands each frozen
> around a Miraculous Medal, lucky pieceof worn bone,
> half-dollar with the grinning sun peering up under
> Liberty's wispy gown, clutching, dumb, when the 88
> fell--what do you think, it's a children's story? 
> There aren't any. The children are away dreaming, but
> the Empire has no place for dreams and it's Adults
> Only in here tonight"
> Gravity's Rainbow, pp. 134-135

hej,

there's a similar "scene" regarding addicts and the "one" higher dose in "naked lunch" - unfortunately i can't cite it for you, but i've always been struck by the parody. hilariously, the naked lunch scene skewers hypocrisy just as handily.

cheers

the demonized


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