Welcome and thank you to have come today to our virtual building generously lended by the Monty Python, please do not sit on anything, we seem to have lost one or two dragons and I am sure you wouldn’t like to try them while sitting on their tails.
We are here today to celebrate one of us, particularly for the most important award of the Institute, I name “The Never Ended Carrion Award”.
The London Institute of Pataphysics was established in 2000, and this award was distributed only two times: the first one of course dedicated to Shakespeare, whose texts have been eaten by an impressive amount of zombie-writers up to right now. And the second one to Denton Welch whose literary output may reach one day the incomprehensible level of the Bible thanks to the collective superpositions of minorities pride.
But let’s focus on the Royal Dog that is awarded today. We don’t have any tracks of any of his texts today, still we recognize him as he took Cynicism to tits logical extremes by the fact and came to be seen as the archetypal Cynic philosopher.
He died in 323 B.C. and we still speak and comment about his texts we don’t have. How could we have not awarded him with The Never Ended Carrion?
Please, eat one more time his name, at least the one we have to name him, Diogenes of Sinope!
He is the virtual cornucopia of our dreams, a dog we still eat the spiritual flesh without a single word from him, how insightful a career, I heard Jesus was jealous of him…