“Two seemingly dumb teens struggle to prepare a historical presentation with the help of a time machine.”
A complete, real thing, with a simple function apparently fixed once and for all (an umbrella), coming suddenly into the presence of another real thing, very different and no less incongruous (a sewing machine) in surroundings where both must feel out of place (on a dissecting table), escapes by this very fact from its simple function and its own identity; through a new relationship its false absolute will be transformed into a different absolute, at once true and poetic: the umbrella and the sewing machine will make love.
Well, as I was saying, anybody that can reflect so deeply into the incongruities of life and find morbid beauty (Really? An umbrella and sewing machine making love?) would appreciate a tour of South Wichita . Consider, at the local Quick Trip, the chance meeting of:
· fountain pumped cheese and Mexican peppers on a roll-tisserie German sausage knock-off
· carbonated corn syrup and fried pastry on a breakfast menu
Or, at payday loan center, the chance meeting of:
· a kangaroo mascot and a t-shirt on a electronic flashing sign
At a Wal-Mart Super Store, the chance meeting of:
· pajama pants and a leather jacket with a Glamour magazine
· a hoody with skeleton motif and body toning shoes on a grandmother
· a “have a nice day” vest and a sad, empty, stare on a semi-retired senior citizen
And on my block, the chance meeting of:
· a shopping cart and a plastic Big Wheel in front of an illuminated American flag
Oh, the possibilities are endless. The question is, as Max Ernst stepped back into the phone booth- time machine, would he go home inspired? Depressed? Would he be hopeful for the future, or would he just feel shown up?
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