VLVL2 just went parrot-crazy

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 > http://books.guardian.co.uk/lrb/articles/0,6109,820985,00.html


The daisy chain turns and Pynchon's satire just keeps cutting up the
adults and the whole sick crew living up in Vineland.  Drugs and
weapons, parrots, and people of course (15 Brazilians found in the back
of a refrigerated truck in Texas, the Coyotes were paid $10,000 a head)
are smuggled in. The Vineland folks go crazy for them. Gotta buy
something the Man says I can't have, gotta be an outlaw. The Vineland
folks satisfy their desire with a bird fix. How very dad. The birds have
been trained in some sort of boot camp. Yup, they are definitely
soldiers. Ranked out there in front of the truck on the unincorporated
side of the line, they have been processes in batches by a wrangler
drill sergeant. Van Meter's LSD is no match for the imagination of his
kids and these smuggled birds. And he may have a fretless bass, but he
can only play jingles. No wonder the band never got a record deal.