"Don't ask me just how the Wu Ming clan have pulled off this second coup. I only know that their blend of outrageous burlesque and offbeat satire sparkles like a bottle of the best prosecco from a workers'-coop vineyard." (The Independent, UK) From 54 'Post-war' means nothing. What fools called 'peace' simply meant moving away from the front. Fools defended peace by supporting the armed wing of money. Beyond the next dune the clashes continued. The fangs of chimerical beasts sinking into flesh, the heavens full of steel and smoke, whole cultures uprooted from the earth. Fools fought the enemies of today by bankrolling those of tomorrow. Fools swelled their chests, talked of 'freedom', 'democracy', 'in our country', as they devoured the fruits of riots and looting. They were defending civilisation against Chinese shadows of dinosaurs. They were defending the planet against fake images of asteroids. They were defending the Chinese shadow of a civilisation. They were defending the fake image of a planet. The ragged-trousered Englishman had crossed the Atlantic to accomplish a titanic enterprise: to climb the highest mountain as though faced by a hillock, a pathetic hump, a slope, moving one foot behind the other without bothering to think. Cary Grant. The discovery of a style and the utopia of a world in which to cultivate it." [..] An example of cooperative writing by Wuming. Before: Luther Blissett
You know Stone's 'Hidden History of the Korean War'?