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14:16 - I am Jack's stolen meme
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,197504,00.html
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You know, there are times when I think it would be great to have more physical activity in my life, of the primal hands-on combat/self-defense/punch-and-kick-and-yell variety. I, like a lot of people, found a lot of sense in the post-post-modernism of Fight Club. Not total sense, but enough. Enough to make for smirky one-liners and references dropped wistfully into conversation over dinner. No, I haven't ever been in a fight. No, I probably don't know that much about myself as a result. Yes, it would be interesting to find out what a fist hitting a jaw really feels like, or whether I'm the kind of person who could make it happen if the right dark-alley moment presented itself.
Indeed, it doesn't surprise me at all that just like in the movie, Fight Clubs started springing up all over the country, particularly in software-geek-heavy areas like Silicon Valley, as this story (via JMH) indicates.
But what turns me right off about them is when someone tries to explain the phenomenon by simply regurgitating lines from the movie:
"You get to be a superhero for a night," Klimanis said. "We have to go to work every day. We're constantly told to buy things we don't need, and just for a couple hours we have the freedom to do what we want to do."
Good boy! Here's a biscuit!
How much did you spend on that Fight Club DVD, anyway? What was the price tag on the philosophy packaged up in it?
Tyler Durden would be laughing his ass off.
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Brian Tiemann
