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All I can find to say about this blog article, aside from the fact that the music offered at the bottom is un-uniquely terrible, is that I don't think there could have been another year in history in which I could encounter phenomena (epiphenomena?) of this exact nature.

Striking. Perplexing. A bit horrifying. I wish I could cohere some thoughts about it. The best I could come up with is that it's an "anti-fractal," and that doesn't even mean anything. EDIT: I realized what's wrong with it. The writer has absolutely no sense of irony. He could even get hit by a bus powered by irony and he would not see the irony of that.

For something less confusing in a future-shock sort of way, take a look at this Salon guy's racially-confused take on Gnarls Barkley. He is confused, specifically, about why two guys who used to "keep it real," in his estimation of almost all hip hop, are making hit pop records having little to do with reality-keeping (almost all hip hop). (Reality = black, "surreality" = white, sort of, except not completely.) Another way to put it: based on numerous misconceptions and a significant lack of forethought (projected by me, at least), he thinks it's interesting that these two particular people are famous for their pop songs and personalities, when it isn't. Also, Gnarls Barkley's fans are mostly white (he's got the numbers) "practically by design," which can only mean, to me, that he has insight into the design committee responsible for Gnarls Barkley's demographic that figured it would be almost - practically - ideal for most of their fans to be white.