My favourite semi-living author, Michel Houellebecq, has a new novel out! Called Annihilation, I have just reviewed it here; it describes a series of increasingly strange cyber-attacks upon the French State, perpetrated by mysterious individuals seemingly linked to occultism or Satanism.
Occultism? Satanism? Is this Michel Houellebecq or Stephen King? Most people think of Houellebecq as a political writer. But, appropriately enough as we approach Halloween, the tales he spins are a unique self-created form of political horror stories, even worse than the one currently playing itself out over here in the U.K. starring Count Keir Starmer. Back in July (see here and here), I explained how the best-selling novels of the professional French miserabilist were really disguised rewrites of the cosmic horror of the early U.S. Master of Weird Fiction H.P. Lovecraft (HPL), who fantasised about the human race being wiped out and replaced by peculiar-looking alien invaders.
Houellebecq’s basic neo-Lovecraftian idea was that certain regrettable trends in modern society, like political correctness, Orwellian Newspeak, transhumanism and the loss of religion, were busily transforming us into a new, post-human species, modelled after such Spam-skinned automata as Emmanuel Macron and the amoeboid Brothers Miliband. But maybe instead we might evolve into post-humans modelled after nightmare politicians of another, radically different kind: self-confessed uncontrollable sex-addicts like the late Jacques Chirac? UKIP’s former electoral candidate Dick Braine may have been the nominative-determinist harbinger of an entire new
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Quite frankly, what in God’s name is this article all about. Bloody shite.
I’ve never been a fan of dystopian or sci-fi, finding it all rather too strange for me but there are days when I think things are heading in a very strange direction and some of the ideas expressed by this author do seem to be exaggerations of our current reality. Surely art and literature are legitimate ways of thinking about this brave new world we are entering?
Killing time by reading it would be my guess. Grew tedious towards the end.
Lockdowns, masks, Stasi neighbourhood informers, vaccine activists, officious shop, particularly supermarket, staff, self advertising pot bangers, compulsive hand clappers, almost the entirety of parliament, local government, the public sector, all suggest that the task of turning the country into one homogeneous self gratifying bunch of ‘colossal wankers’ is all but complete. Personal observation seems to bear this out.
“Present company excepted…”
‘All but complete’…. It, of course, goes without saying that ‘we happy few’ non pot banging, unvaccinated, mask free, lockdown sceptical legends on here are exceptional.