I'm Being Repressed

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I'm starting to realise why satire can by its nature be so emphatic and uncompromising - why it needs to paint extremity as extremity. The gesture itself asks for a register that confronts the ridiculous with that measure of outrage (The Right Honourable Rape) that appears so unmitigated, unchecked, irresponsible, unfair and like a man making a tailor.

And also it's never quite as funny otherwise - ambivalence I suppose is the answer and the companion. That and somehow it just doesn't feel right, as if somehow the prose has taken on a life of its own and refuses to be molded in that way.



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