Rumblegumption discusses the ancient artistic form known as the ‘anagram pastiche‘: great authors producing poetry the title of which is an anagram of their name. Hence ‘Toilets’ by T.S.Eliot, and ‘Arid Vagina Ad’ by Aravind Adiga.
As is my wont, I saw this and I thought – why not push the envelope a little further? Why not great philosophers producing treatises, the titles of which are anagrams of their names? What about great revolutionary figures doing the same?
For example:
“Manual Met Ink” by Immanuel Kant, an attempt to describe the relationship between practice and theory as developed in his first two Critiques.
“Cede her riflings” by Friedrich Engels, a polemical follow-up to “The Origin of the Family, Private Property, and the State”, in which he urges male revolutionaries to grant their female comrades full participation in all forms of armed resistance.
“Lank rich rah: remix” by Karl Heinrich Marx. An over-aggressive short form of ‘Das Kapital’, describing how lank-haired, wealthy upper-class twits would inevitably be ‘remixed’ as they became the subordinate class under the dictatorship of the proletariat.
“Peruse Anal T-Jar” by Jean-Paul Sartre, in which the author encourages us, not just to overcome our reluctance to peruse the anal, but also to peruse that reluctance itself, comparing it metaphorically to a T-jar.
And finally, “Moist: A Fleshier Hunt”, an impassioned defense of political lesbianism by noted radical feminist Shulamith Firestone.
