Already regretting assigning J.G. Ballard to cover the Fyre Festival


#1

Originally published at: http://boingboing.net/2017/04/28/already-regretting-assigning-j.html


#2

This is marvelous.


#3

well…I do like garlic


#4

Already regretting whatever Phillip K. Dick will have been assigned. Now wait for last year’s election roundup.

Note: For Frederick Pohl see regrettable Match.com review Day Million.


#5

“Note to proofreader: I just received this copy and figure it should just go up verbatim.”

And this is different from the usual procedure in what way?


#6

You realize what’s coming next, right? Pre-staged “Disaster Music Festivals” where the chaos is intended. It only makes sense following “Murder-Mystery Dinners” and “Danger/Puzzle Rooms”.


#7

I’m already regretting assigning BoingBoing to make cover assignments.


#8

“McLuhan predicted the global luxury festival. But what he didn’t predict was this extreme volatility and nervousness. I see the world of Fyre being swept by excitement and panic. The average individual will be unable to predict what’s going to happen in the next ten minutes, which produces a retreat inward or a turning towards some of the less attractive defenses. You’ll see people resorting to the extreme measure much more quickly than they ever did in the past.”

  • J.G. Ballard, 1989

#9

I read some Ballard last year.

There was not much dialogue, and yet not much description either.

Each story was like an outline for a novel that never got written.


#10

Are you sure that wasn’t Jorge Luis Borges? He did that for fun.


#11

Perfect. Now I’m waiting for William S. Burroughs’ take.

That ought to be interesting.


#12

I was thinking more David Foster Wallace.


#13

Not to speak of Stanlislaw Lem - he published a volume of reviews of nonexistent books, and another volume of critical essays on nonexistent books.


#14

How long till they make a movie of it?


#15

Reminds me of Yelping with Cormac


#16

“the gluten in the rye” - snort - Robert Burns and I raise a glass to you on that one


#17

Gonzo journalism lives!


#18

J.G.Ballard? Not William Gibson?


#19

The sky over the ‘music festival’ was the color of a broken LCD tuned to a dead channel, the howls of the trustifarians echoed over the jungle and swept through camp disturbing our haunted dreams. Then someone’s goddamn iPhone bleeped…


#20

Figures. We won’t be able to eat the rich, but we can watch them eat each other on Instagram.