From Catch 22:
All the officer patients in the ward were forced to censor letters written by all the enlisted-men patients, who were kept in residence in wards of their own. It was a monotonous job, and Yossarian was disappointed to learn that the lives of enlisted men were only slightly more interesting than the lives of officers. After the first day he had no curiosity at all. To break the monotony he invented games. Death to all modifiers, he declared one day, and out of every letter that passed through his hands went every adverb and every adjective. The next day he made war on articles.
He reached a much higher plane of creativity the following day when he blacked out everything in the letters but a, an and the. That erected more dynamic intralinear tensions, he felt, and in just about every case left a message far more universal. Soon he was proscribing parts of salutations and signatures and leaving the text untouched. One time he blacked out all but the salutation "Dear Mary" from a letter, and at the bottom he wrote, "I yearn for you tragically. A. T. Tappman, Chaplain, U.S. Army." A. T. Tappman was the group chaplain's name.
Submitted by MacHeath in the comments to the previous post.
Friday, 19 June 2009
More black ink tomfoolery (2)
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Labels: Catch 22, Censorship, Humour, MPs' expenses
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3 comments:
I had forgotten that passage. Catch 22 is a gem. I am very fond of Captain Black's Glorious Loyalty Oath crusade. So much of what we are forced to sign for the regulators, banks, governments and the rest of the quangocracy falls into the Loyalty Oath category.
Lola, it's another case of life imitating art.
I imagine the New Labour rank-and-file (or just plain rank) will soon have to recite a loyalty oath before being allowed a cup of tea in the House of Commons tea-room.
This from the BBC: Caroline Flint's exit was a lighting strike no one had predicted, since she'd pledged loyalty to the prime minister just hours before.
You see? It's begun!
MacHeath. Hahahahahaha. They really are the most hopeless bunch of self serving clowns aren't they?
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