Advancing the evolution of the planet that gave us the dodo, we see technology and biology merge. As producers of carbon emissions wait for their chips to come in, fjord tundra birds adaptto thin ice.
“Camp is a mode of perception”—Fabio Cleto / “Camp can be taken on two completely separate levels, and make perfect sense on each”—Evelyn Satz / “Camp’s favourite colour is pink”—Mark Booth
Tapping lazily, but doggedly, the lovelorn poet composes a song in praise of his dream amour. To deliver it, though, he is demure: cowered by a muzzle like a dog’s, voice like a frog’s, moves like a bump on a log. Oh, for a way to extend his compliments to the one he adores, without rudely awakening her scorn!
I’d like to say that parody is a celebration of a person’s specific characteristics, as opposed to mockery