While an exquisite assessment of the failings of the original premise, as in all discourses there is certainly room for a more postmodern truth-making. If one is to perceive the machinations of absurdism as a mere lens through which reality may be grasped, then it's purpose is indeed dishonestly discharged. The very base of 'truthful' theatre-making relies on its ability to present a discourse with routes of multiple reception, allowing the perceiver to perceive and re-combine notions of the absurd in order to create new meaning - much like a satire, follies of realism, or as you keenly mentioned, perceived reality, need to be highlighted for our society to acknowledge and progress past them. If absurdism cannot heal traumatic wounds of realism, are we not ourselves absurd?
As for you assertions on utopian narratives... they are incisive and judicious, and perhaps depressingly prophetic; if Utopia is that ever-sailing boat down that river into the heart of our darkness, then we are those formless, red eyes, glowering at it from the banks, glimpsing it on occasion, filled with an ire, but unable to ever obtain it for it is that notion of nowhere; that fable of our folly. We are doomed confined within these imperfect beastial shells, forever crying out in our minds: "The horror! The horror!"
Not only do I feel like I am conducting a defense of my thesis, but Crystal Web feels more to me like a home than ever before! Paul... and you said Utopia doesn't exist... you built Utopia ;P
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