I was summoned to meet their Supreme Coordinator. He did not speak, but rather displayed an image on a tablet that summarized my life. When I attempted to recount my adventures, he dismissed them, stating, "If it is not quantified, it did not happen."
Having recovered from the melancholia of Houyhnhnmland, yet still plagued by the unreasonableness of my own species, I set sail as captain of the Calculus , bound for the South Seas. My crew, a hardy lot, little suspected that our charts were useless, for we were destined for the , a land uncharted by any cartographer. Gulliveriana
style often imitated in the 1720s and 30s? Let me know which angle you'd like to pursue. Re-writing Gulliver's Travels: the Demise of a Genre? I was summoned to meet their Supreme Coordinator
Mirroring Swift's matter-of-fact tone to describe impossible/absurd scenarios. My crew, a hardy lot, little suspected that
I was summoned to meet their Supreme Coordinator. He did not speak, but rather displayed an image on a tablet that summarized my life. When I attempted to recount my adventures, he dismissed them, stating, "If it is not quantified, it did not happen."
Having recovered from the melancholia of Houyhnhnmland, yet still plagued by the unreasonableness of my own species, I set sail as captain of the Calculus , bound for the South Seas. My crew, a hardy lot, little suspected that our charts were useless, for we were destined for the , a land uncharted by any cartographer.
style often imitated in the 1720s and 30s? Let me know which angle you'd like to pursue. Re-writing Gulliver's Travels: the Demise of a Genre?
Mirroring Swift's matter-of-fact tone to describe impossible/absurd scenarios.