Trainspotting

[Rev. Rye]

Of course his shit is weird. I can't believe you think people shouldn't think it's weird because Wuthering Heights is weirder. Wuthering Heights is fucked up, but as far as literature goes, it's pretty par-for-course depressing.

Okay, Wuthering Heights wasn't the best example (mainly put on because of the brain-breaking disconnect between readers' perception of the book and what's actually in it), but I still have to say, between the immortal Emperor Norton, zombie Santa, talking fruit bats, a baby girl becoming the Grim Reaper, and psychotic B-movie queens who may or may not be able to hear the fourth wall, I've read much weirder.

I guess once you read about a man raping a great white shark, gold-crazed viruses, the Electoral College living in nutrient slime, a house that goes apeshit because its owner wants a good adventure, sodomising one's newborn goat-child, women mutilating their vaginas as punishment for adultery, or a baby bear coming into consciousness in a walnut shell as it hurtles into a whirlpool, your standards of what constitutes "weird" become a lot higher.

Hell, I once wrote myself into a story witnessing the sight of my older self having sex with a dead squid as part of a publicity stunt arranged by the same sort of people pulling the strings in Mulholland Dr.