Episode 01: The Protomen

The Poop Epiphany Podcast, episode 01.

Topics discussed:

  • Trivia night and Fuller’s despair: The Miracle on 34th Street (1947)
  • Staurophobia
  • The Protomen: rock operas…and Megaman
  • Joseph Campbell’s monomyth
  • The Matrix and Jesus and hero’s journeys and Existentialism and authenticity and…just listen!

5 Comments

  1. Adam

    Why are you worried about your cursing? Don’t allow yourselves to fall into some deluge of Wolf of Wall Street proporitons sure, but the name of the blog is Poop Epiphany, I expect some sort of profanity, even if it is just the clever usage of the word “duty”.

    And a piece of criticism that Canelli might of written on one of my papers once upon a time, too much damn summary! Should I be so bold as to correct the teacher, I have the protomen script, stop reading off your slides, hiding behind the works of others and begin creating your own like you promised.

    On to the actual content of the podcast, the idea of death and victory in it reminded me of a discussion of The Old Man and the Sea where the argument rested on what was more valuable, the old man’s actual life, or the legacy of his life and accomplishments. Or as our verbose hosts put it, “whether it is better to die fighting than on your knees”. I’d think that it is better to preserve your own life, one that is tangible to yourself in some sense, rather than allow a horde of miscreants who you barely know to hold that life in their minds, twisting and raping it until the memory is of an entirely different thing. Screw the freedom of self-responsibility, why not the freedom of still living?

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  2. Luigus (Post author)

    Well shit, I’ll defend the summary somewhat in that we were trying to align it with the monomyth, but you’re right, we can assume relatively informed listeners (especially with a readily available text) and get more directly to interpretation.

    When you say the freedom of still living, what do you have in mind? Biological impulse? Blissful ignorance/hedonism (Cypher style)?

    Seriously, Wolf of Wall Street was out of control.

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    1. Adam

      I mean biological impulse, the freedom to say that “this is my brain and heart and it’s all still chugging along”. Perhaps your spirit is broken, your morals stripped so that you are nothing but a rat running through sewer grates to look up at your new masters. But you are still alive. You still get not just that sliver of hope to rise like Bane out of those depths, but you have the freedom to move your body and know that the journey isn’t over yet.

      I never truly realized how intense Wolf of Wall Street was until my little brother insisted we show it to my grandmother during this Christmas break. The awkwardness was unbearable, but as I kept insisting the underlying quality should be enough for you to disregard the piling heaps of profanity on top, for the first time I decided it really might of been too much, even if it did contribute to the perspective it attempted to acheive.

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      1. Luigus (Post author)

        I remember saying to a few people about Wolf of Wall Street that yeah, I get that the relentless profanity (not to mention the untenable running time) reinforces the theme of excess or even accurately portrays that world, but…come on, Scorsese. Get over yourself.

        Life does simply want life, so I’ll concede. Mostly because I want to be Bane.

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      2. dasfuller

        This is exactly what I was saying! From a “humanist’s” point of view, staying alive is the victory here.

        Wait a minute…is this…Hamrick?

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