The Question Of Jizz
If you’ve been following my presence here for any appreciable length of time, you’ll be aware that I, once in a while, draw your attention to some spectacularly bizarre offering available from Amazon or, even more likely, some particularly hilarious product review(s).
So … what with recent sociopolitical trends … and, on top of those, things being as they are thanks to Covid … I was put in mind of a book I read many moons ago, in which Britain had become balkanised down to the level of city states.
I suppose, technically, it’s SF … or, rather, ‘alternate future’ (stylistically and thematically it’s more in keeping with Rankin’s Brentford stuff, so ‘SF’ would be stretching the concept through and out the other side of a black hole really and more SF than the book, which isn’t really SF at all) — either way. Gutbloom should read it.
Given the weirdness that doesn’t so much find its way into my browser as has (I suspect) a guidebook with it picked out as a site of especial interest that weirdness just must visit
… you’ll appreciate my trepidation in typing the word ‘jizz’ into Amazon’s search — absolutely anything could turn up
And, sure enough, it did ¹
Erm …
But the review was funny
There were other reviews left on other suppliers’ listings, but they were all boring.
And exclusively by men, it seems; which indicates to me that there are a lot more lesbians in the World than I had previously realised ².
Anyway … Amazon … it’s not a place for the fainthearted at the best of times
But it’s just asking for trouble to go typing things like ‘jizz’ into the search box.
