'We have reason to believe that man first walked upright to free his hands for masturbation.'
Lily Tomlin
Face it…you are a wanker or have been at some point of your life. It’s nothing to be proud or embarrassed about because it is just a part of the 21st century life. We all participate in this solo orgy and the ones who don’t are the ones too wrapped up in the afterlife to hold this one in their hands. The only visible (apparently) difference between you and the narrator of The Astrological Diary of God is that you cum and flush your unborn children, your little Toms and Dicks and Harrys, down the toilet wrapped in a tissue duvet and pretend it never happened while he creates galaxies when he cums.
Yes, you read that right. Japs Eye Fontanelle (yes you read that right as well), a retired and unbelievably overweight Kamikaze pilot, creates galaxies when he reaches climax, right till the climax of the tale itself. He never knew this before but one night during one such self-love therapy session, he discovered that a new star was born every time he came. He came to the conclusion that the only logical explanation for this was that he was a Supreme Being. He creates a new religion based on astrology and has many followers. Even the narration in the book is divided into astrological briefs and elements. However, there is one problem with his divinity. The UN commission is not in favour of his absurd religion and his public masturbation. He is put on trial by a niggling detective and faces imprisonment for the “murder of time”. Read to find what happens during and after the trial.
Bo Fowler carries on his tirade against religion/superstition from Scepticism Inc. and takes it a step further by attacking astrological nuts this time. His absurd humour is a prime example of philosophical wit. People have criticized the book for its constant referencing to masturbation but perhaps they miss the intention of Fowler. This is surreal satire at its second best…the first is, of course, Scepticism Inc.
Yes, you read that right. Japs Eye Fontanelle (yes you read that right as well), a retired and unbelievably overweight Kamikaze pilot, creates galaxies when he reaches climax, right till the climax of the tale itself. He never knew this before but one night during one such self-love therapy session, he discovered that a new star was born every time he came. He came to the conclusion that the only logical explanation for this was that he was a Supreme Being. He creates a new religion based on astrology and has many followers. Even the narration in the book is divided into astrological briefs and elements. However, there is one problem with his divinity. The UN commission is not in favour of his absurd religion and his public masturbation. He is put on trial by a niggling detective and faces imprisonment for the “murder of time”. Read to find what happens during and after the trial.
Bo Fowler carries on his tirade against religion/superstition from Scepticism Inc. and takes it a step further by attacking astrological nuts this time. His absurd humour is a prime example of philosophical wit. People have criticized the book for its constant referencing to masturbation but perhaps they miss the intention of Fowler. This is surreal satire at its second best…the first is, of course, Scepticism Inc.
Update: I had been told that Bo Fowler's writing style is quite similar to Kurt Vonnegut's. Not having read the latter, I didn't know what to make of it. However, once I had the luxury and satisfaction of reading Hocus Pocus and Slaughter-house Five I have to say that not only is Vonnegut a better writer but the ridiculous yet philosophic streaming that I liked about Fowler is better handled by Vonnegut. Definitely a writer to read.
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