Post by rockefeller on Sept 30, 2019 18:36:20 GMT
A couple years ago, Rox (who's also a lefty) and his main table-tennis buddy (who's right handed) started playing each other opposite handed. Not all the time. Maybe just every third match. At first it was like starting over, like being a little kid again. The concentration, the challenge, the hilarious mistakes and ridiculously slow pace of the games actually made it all, in some ways, more fun. Now Rox plays most club players right handed, just so it's challenging, but which it still often isn't. He picked it up a lot faster the second time. Moral of this story: Learning is more fun than knowing? Bragging is immature?
Moral of this Handy cap: Hmm... let's see... You have to trust the hand that jerks you off? There ain't no cure for gay? Getting dumped hurts? Humor, like erotica, is pretty damn subjective? Art transcends will, springs as from a mind of its own?
Rocks, who is admittedly not the pointiest pencil in the lift-top desk, never did manage to discern what this cap was trying to say. Like Moses in the desert, the themes seemed to wander and, in the end, inspired little enlightenment. Too cute perhaps. Sexy, but in a pubescent sort of way.
Because it's primarily a humor piece, it seems wrong minded to nitpick character motivation, but the MC's whole opening argument and rationalization for having his right hand replaced with an AI struck The Winky One as rather cherry-picked and shortsighted. Yeah, he could probably still play ping-pong, although serving might be tricky. But obviously he's never boxed, or applauded, or rowed a boat, or played guitar, or swum the crawl or butterfly or any other stroke, or typed on a keyboard, or tied a shoelace, or washed his hand(s). Even sex, as in with another person, to the best of Rox's recollection, tends to involve both hands. Yeah, one could probably still hitchhike and wave goodbye, but wiping one's ass might involve a nontrivial learning curve. So, no, not convinced. And then to have his "useless" hand amputated to work in some factory that exits the storyline within a few pages, well... didn't really seem premeditated. It's fun as a reader to wonder, What happens next? It's fun as a writer, too. But you have to wonder a lot harder and at greater length. Sorry, Rox knows he's just thinking (or whatever passes for thinking in his canister-shaped head) out loud.
The VC's bio and CV is pretty impressive. Dude's intelligent and literate for sure. Punctuation and grammar were tight. Only the comma in "Maybe, I thought..." early on forced him to reread while scratching his ping-pong-ball-sized carbuncle. So Rox is guessing this is either a trunk story (which is fine, Rox has a zillion of em) or a fun-off, one of those "Look Ma! No hands!" pieces we all love to write, but which is, nonetheless and whatever the case, getting a no here.