Grasping for V. Group Read. Thomas Pynchon: 'I still don't even know for sure what a tendril is.'

[Joseph Tracy]

Yeaahhh. Well, You probly don't know what a tendril is either, ya big  
dummy. And who are you to start in about my bodily odors, ya old goat  
-breath mule.  Besides that, why does the old boy need to gross us  
out anyway, huh? MR. smarty pants?
On Jun 11, 2010, at 8:23 AM, Robin Landseadel wrote:

> My responses will consist mainly of cheap potshots, political  
> broadsides having zero relevance to the passage in question, fart  
> jokes,  ad hominem attacks on a given P-lister's pathetic sex life  
> and malignant bodily odors, flames both bellicose and sophomoric,  
> obscure references to books no one really wants to read,  
> genealogical charts designed by Professor Irwin Corey and  
> musicological references provided by Lord Buckley. There will be a  
> forty-page essay [with footnotes] on nose-picking as signifier in  
> TRP's early work that expresses avuncular concern as to why the  
> poor boy feels the need to gross us out in the first place. In  
> general, this will be one prolonged thread-crap, intended to divert  
> from any potential deeper reading of the text, generally sounding  
> like the work of a petulant 14 year old with the soul of "Ted"  
> Kaczynski. I will do everything in my power to ram the S.S. P-List  
> into the Santa Monica Pier during a taco-eating contest in the rain.
>
> No need to thank me in advance.