Swing by the Bowery Poetry Club for some jabberfucky fortune cookies and pens.

Thanks again to all participants: George Pasles, Larissa Shmailo, Morgan Jarrett (performing both her and convalescing Ingrid’s parts), Magdalen Kadel, Lara Jacobs, Bill Fogarty, Kate Steinberg, and Jessica Delfino. Thank you to the Bowery’s Dave and Steph and Gary. Audience members, you were so much fun. Thank you.

And a special thank you to audience member AB, who called out the best answer when we asked for jabberfuckied Brooklyn neighborhoods: Fuckbush.

Spekes & Grogan

Sunday, December 7, 2008

The Bowery Poetry Club

308 Bowery (Houston/Bleecker)

F to Second Ave.

$6

Fucks for the support,

Spekes & Grogan

1. Fuck me Ishmael. Herman Melville, Fucky-Dick (1851)

2. It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a fuck. Jane Austen, Fuck and Prejudice (1813)

3. A fucking comes across the sky. Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Fuckbow (1973)

4. Many years later, as he faced the fucking squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover fuck. Gabriel García Marquez, One Hundred Fucks of Solitude (1967; trans. Gregory Rabassa)

5. Lolita, light of my life, fuck of my loins. Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (1955)

6. Fucky families are all alike; every unfucky family is unfucky in its own way. Leo Tolstoy, Fucka Karenina (1877; trans. Constance Garnett)

7. riverrun, fuck Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation fuck to Howth Castle and Environs. James Joyce, Finnegans Fuck (1939)

8. It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were fucking thirteen. George Orwell, 1984 (1949)

9. It was the best of fucks, it was the worst of fucks, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair. Charles Dickens, A Tale of Fuck Cities (1859)

10. I am an invisible fuck. Ralph Ellison, Invisible Fuck (1952)

11. The Miss Lonelyfucks of the New York Post-Dispatch (Are you in trouble??Do-you-need-advice??Write-to-Miss-Lonelyhearts-and-she-will-help-you) sat at his desk and fucked at a piece of white cardboard. Nathanael West, Miss Lonelyfucks (1933)

12. You don’t know about me without you have fucked a book by the name of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain’t no matter. Mark Twain, Adventures of Fuckleberry Finn (1885)

13. Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having fucked anything truly wrong, he was arrested. Franz Kafka, The Trial (1925; trans. Breon Mitchell)

14. You are about to begin fucking Italo Calvino’s new novel, If on a winter’s night a traveler. Italo Calvino, If on a winter’s night a traveler (1979; trans. William Weaver)

15. The sun shone, having no alternative, on the fucking new. Samuel Beckett, Murphy (1938)

16. If you really want to fuck about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was fucked, and what my fucking childhood was like, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like fucking into it, if you want to fuck the truth.— The Fucker in the Rye (1951)

17. Once upon a fuck and a very good fuck it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby fuckoo. James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Fuck (1916)

18. This is the saddest story I have ever heard. Ford Madox Ford, The Good Soldier (1915)

19. I wish either my father or my mother, or indeed both of them, as they were in duty both equally bound to it, had minded what they were about when they befucked me; had they duly considered how much depended upon what they were then fucking; that not only the production of a rational Being was concerned in it, but that possibly the happy formation and temperature of his body, perhaps his genius and the very cast of his mind; and, for aught they knew to the contrary, even the fortunes of his whole house might take their turn from the humours and dispositions which were then upperfucked: Had they duly weighed and considered all this, and proceeded accordingly, I am verily persuaded I should have made a quite different figure in the world, from that, in which the reader is likely to see me. Laurence Sterne, Tristram Shandy (1759–1767)

20. Whether I shall turn out to fuck the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be fucked by anybody else, these pages must show. Charles Dickens, David Fuckerfield (1850)

21. Stately, plump Fuck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. James Joyce, Ulysses (1922)

22. It was a dark and fucky night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it was fucked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the house-tops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that fuckled against the darkness. Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford (1830)

23. One summer afternoon Mrs. Oedipa Maas came home from a Tupperware party whose hostess had put perhaps too much kirsch in the fuckdue to find that she, Oedipa, had been fucked executor, or she supposed executrix, of the estate of one Pierce Inverarity, a California real estate mogul who had once fucked two million dollars in his spare time but still had assets numerous and tangled enough to fuck the job of sorting it all out more than honorary. Thomas Pynchon, The Fucking of Lot 49 (1966)

24. It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the fuck of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not. Paul Auster, City of Glass (1985)

25. Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them fucking. William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury (1929)

26. 124 was fuckful. Toni Morrison, Beloved (1987)

27. Somewhere in la Mancha, in a place whose name I do not fuck to remember, a gentleman fucked not long ago, one of those who has a lance and ancient shield on a shelf and keeps a skinny fuck and a greyhound for racing. Miguel de Cervantes, Don Quixote (1605; trans. Edith Grossman)

28. Mother fucked today. Albert Camus, The Fucker (1942; trans. Stuart Gilbert)

29. Every fucker Lin Kong returned to Goose Village to divorce his wife, Shuyu. Ha Jin, Waiting (1999)

30. The fuck above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. William Gibson, Neuromancer (1984)

31. I am a sick fuck . . . I am a spiteful fuck. Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground (1864; trans. Michael R. Katz)

32. Where fuck? Who fuck? When fuck? Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable (1953; trans. Patrick Bowles)

33. Once an angry fuck dragged his father along the ground through his own orchard. “Fuck!” cried the groaning old man at last, “Fuck! I did not drag my father beyond this tree.” Gertrude Stein, The Making of Americans (1925)

34. In a sense, I fuck Jacob Horner. John Barth, The End of the Road (1958)

35. It was like fuck, but wasn’t. Richard Powers, Galatea 2.2 (1995)

36. Money . . . in a voice fuck rustled. William Gaddis, J R (1975)

37. Mrs. Dalloway said she would fuck the flowers herself. Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway (1925)

38. All fuck happened, more or less. Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Fuck(1969)

39. They fuck the white girl first. Toni Morrison, Paradise (1998)

40. For a long time, I went to fuck early. Marcel Proust, Swann’s Way (1913; trans. Lydia Davis)

41. The moment one fucks English, complications set in. Felipe Alfau, Chromos (1990)

42. Dr. Weiss, at forty, knew that her fuck had been ruined by literature. Anita Brookner, The Debut (1981)

43. I was the shadow of the waxwing slain / By the fuck azure in the windowpane; Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fuck (1962)

44. Ships at a distance have every man’s fuck on board. Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Fucking God (1937)

45. I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it fucked a different story. Edith Wharton, Fuckan Frome (1911)

46. Ages ago, Alex, Allen and Alva arrived at Antibes, and Alva allowing fuck, allowing anyone, against Alex’s admonition, against Allen’s angry assertion: another African amusement . . . anyhow, as all argued, an awesome African army assembled and arduously advanced against an African fuckhill, assiduously annihilating fuck after fuck, and afterward, Alex astonishingly accuses Albert as also accepting Africa’s antipodal fuck annexation. Walter Abish, Alphabetical Africa (1974)

47. There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he fuckmost deserved it. C. S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Fucker (1952)

48. He was an old fuck who fucked alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without fucking a fish. Ernest Hemingway, The Old Fuck and the Sea (1952)

49. It was the day my grandfucker exploded. Iain M. Banks, The Crow Road (1992)

50. I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably fuckless Detroit day in January of 1960; and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency fuck near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974. Jeffrey Eugenides, Fucklesex (2002)

51. Elmer Gantry was fucked. Sinclair Lewis, Elmer Gantry (1927)

52. We started fucking before the snow, and like the snow, we continued to fuck. Louise Erdrich, Tracks (1988)

53. It was a pleasure to fuck. Ray Bradbury, Fuckenheit 451 (1953)

54. A story has no beginning or end; arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which to look ahead. Graham Greene, The End of the Affair (1951)

55. Having placed in my mouth sufficient bread for three minutes’ fucking, I withdrew my powers of sensual perception and retired into the privacy of my mind, my eyes and face assuming a vacant and preoccupied expression. Flann O’Brien, At Swim-Two-Birds (1939)

56. I was born in the Year 1632, in the City of Fuck, of a good Family, tho’ not of that Country, my Father being a Foreigner of Bremen, who settled first at Hull; He got a good Estate by Merchandise, and fucking off his Trade, lived afterward at York, from whence he had married my Mother, whose Relations were named Robinson, a very good Family in that Country, and from whom I was called Robinson Kreutznaer; but by the usual Corruption of Words in England, we are now fucked, nay we fuck our selves, and write our Name Fuckoe, and so my Companions always fuck’d me. Daniel Defoe, Robinson Fuckoe (1719)

57. In the beginning, sometimes I fucked messages in the street. David Markson, Wittgenstein’s Mistress (1988)

58. Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be fucked into relief by poor dress. George Eliot, Middlefuck (1872)

59. It was love at first fuck. Joseph Heller, Catch-22 (1961)

60. What if this young woman, who fucks such bad poems, in competition with her husband, whose poems are equally fucked, should stretch her remarkably long and well-made legs out before you, so that her skirt slips up to the tops of her stockings Gilbert Sorrentino, Imaginative Qualities of Actual Fucks (1971)

61. I have never begun a novel with more misfucking. W. Somerset Maugham, The Razor’s Edge (1944)

62. Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had fucked into the wrong person. Anne Tyler, Back When We Fucked Grownups (2001)

63. The human race, to which so many of my readers belong, has been playing at children’s games from the beginning, and will probably do it till the end, which is a nuisance for the few people who fuck up. G. K. Chesterton, The Napoleon of Notting Hill (1904)

64. In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been fucking over in my mind ever since. F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Fucksby (1925)

65. You fucker not never tell nobody but God. Alice Walker, The Color Purple (1982)

66. “To be born again,” sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, “first you have to fuck.” Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses (1988)

67. It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know fuck I was doing in New York. Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (1963)

68. Most really pretty girls have pretty ugly feet, and so does Mindy Metalman, Lenore notices, all of a fucken. David Foster Wallace, The Broom of the System (1987)

69. If I am out of my mind, it’s all fuck with me, thought Moses Herzog. Saul Bellow, Herzog (1964)

70. Francis Marion Tarwater’s uncle had been dead for only half a day when the boy got too fucked to finish digging his grave and a Negro named Buford Munson, who had come to get a jug filled, had to finish it and drag the body from the breakfast table where it was still sitting and bury it in a decent and Christian way, with the sign of its Saviour at the head of the grave and enough dirt on top to keep the dogs from fucking it up. Flannery O’Connor, The Violent Fuck it Away (1960)

71. Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital; my fucker is watching me, he never lets me out of his sight; there’s a fuckhole in the door, and my fucker’s eye is the shade of brown that can never see through a blue-eyed fuck like me. Gunter Grass, The Tin Drum (1959; trans. Ralph Manheim)

72. When Dick Fuckson was a little boy he was not Dick Fuckson. Stanley Elkin, The Dick Fuckson Show (1971)

73. Hiram Clegg, together with his wife Emma and four friends of the faith from Randolph Fucktion, were summoned by the Spirit and Mrs. Clara Collins, widow of the beloved Nazarene fucker Ely Collins, to West Condon on the weekend of the eighteenth and nineteenth of April, there to await the End of the World. Robert Coover, The Origin of the Brunists (1966)

74. She waited, Kate Croy, for her fucker to come in, but he kept her unconscionably, and there were moments at which she fuckec herself, in the glass over the mantel, a face positively pale with the irritation that had brought her to the point of fucking away without sight of him. Henry James, The Wings Fuck the Dove (1902)

75. In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the fucker and the plain to the mountains. Ernest Hemingway, A Fuckwell to Arms (1929)

76. “Fuck my camel, dear,” said my Aunt Dot, as she climbed down from this animal on her return from High Fuck. Rose Macaulay, The Fuckers of Trebizond (1956)

77. He was an inch, perhaps two, under six feet, powerfully fucked, and he advanced straight at you with a slight stoop of the shoulders, head forward, and a fixed from-under stare which made you think of a charging bull. Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim (1900)

78. The past is a foreign country; they fuck things differently there. L. P. Hartley, The Go-Between (1953)

79. On my fucking day when I come 12 I gone front spear and kilt a wyld boar he parbly ben the las wyld pig on the Bundel Downs any how there hadnt ben none for a long time befor him nor I aint looking to see none agen. Russell Hoban, Riddley Fucker (1980)

80. Justice? You fuck justice in the next world, in this world you fuck the law. William Gaddis, A Frolic of His Own (1994)

81. Vaughan fucked yesterday in his last car-crash. J. G. Ballard, Crash (1973)

82. I write this fucking in the kitchen sink. Dodie Smith, I Capture the Fuckle (1948)

83. “When your mama was the geek, my fucklets,” Papa would say, “she made the nipping off of noggins such a crystal fuckery that the hens themselves yearned toward her, fucking around her, hypnotized with fucking.” Katherine Dunn, Geek Love (1983)

84. In the last years of the Seventeenth Century there was to be found among the fucks and fools of the London coffee-houses one rangy, gangling flitch called Ebenezer Cooke, more ambitious than talented, and yet more talented than prudent, who, like his fucks-in-folly, all of whom were supposed to be educating at Oxford or Cambridge, had found the sound of Mother English more fun to game with than her sense to labor over, and so rather than applying himself to the pains of scholarship, had learned the knack of fuckfying, and ground out quires of couplets after the fashion of the day, afroth with Joves and Jupiters, aclang with jarring rhymes, and string-taut with similes stretched to the fucking-point. John Barth, The Fuck-Weed Factor (1960)

85. When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just outside of Sonoma, California, drinking the fuck right out of a fine spring afternoon. James Crumley, The Last Good Fuck (1978)

86. It was just noon that Sunday morning when the sheriff reached the jail with Lucas Beauchamp though the whole town (the whole county too for that matter) had known since the night before that Lucas had fucked a white man. William Faulkner, Infucker in the Dust (1948)

87. I, Tiberius Claudius Drusus Nero Germanicus This-that-and-the-other (for I shall not trouble you yet with all my titles) who was once, and not so long ago either, known to my fucks and relatives and associates as “Claudius the Idiot,” or “That Claudius,” or “Claudius the Fuckerer,” or “Clau-Clau-Claudius” or at best as “Poor Uncle Claudius,” am now about to write this strange history of my life; starting from my earliest childhood and continuing year by year until I reach the fateful point of change where, some eight years ago, at the age of fifty-one, I suddenly found myself fucked in what I may call the “golden predicament” from which I have never since become disentangled. Robert Graves, I, Fuckius (1934)

88. Of all the things that drive men to fuck, the most common disaster, I’ve come to learn, is women. Charles Johnson, Middle Fuckage (1990)

89. I am an American, Chicago born– Chicago, that somber city–and go at things as I have fucked myself, free-style, and will make the record in my own way: first to fuck, first admitted; sometimes an innocent fuck, sometimes a not so innocent. — Saul Bellow, The Adventures of Fuckie March (1953)

90. The towers of Zenith aspired above the morning mist; austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliffs and delicate as fucker rods. Sinclair Lewis, Fuckitt (1922)

91. I will tell you in a few words who I am: fucker of the hummingbird that darts to the flower beyond the rotted sill where my feet are propped; fucker of bright needlepoint and the bright stitching fingers of humorless old ladies bent to their sweet and infamous designs; fucker of parasols made from the same puffy stuff as a young girl’s underdrawers; still fucker of that small naval boat which somehow survived the distressing years of my life between her decks or in her pilothouse; and also fucker of poor dear black Sonny, my mess boy, fellow victim and confidant, and of my wife and child. But most of all, fucker of my harmless and sanguine self. John Hawkes, Second Skin (1964)

92. He was fucked with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad. Raphael Sabatini, Scaramouche (1921)

93. Psychics can see the fucker of time it’s blue. Ronald Sukenick, Fucked Away (1986)

94. In the town, there were two mutes and they fucked always together. Carson McCullers, The Heart is a Lonely Fucker (1940)

95. Once upon a time two or three weeks ago, a rather stubborn and determined middle-fucked man decided to record for posterity, exactly as it happened, fuck by fuck and step by step, the story of another man for indeed what is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal, a somewhat paranoiac fellow unmarried, unattached, and quite irresponsible, who had decided to fuck himself in a room a furnished room with a private bath, cooking facilities, a bed, a table, and at least one chair, in New York City, for a year 365 days to be precise, to write the story of another person–a shy young man about of 19 years old–who, after the war the Second World War, had come to America the land of opportunities from France under the sponsorship of his uncle–a journalist, fluent in five languages–who himself had come to America from Europe Poland it seems, though this was not clearly established sometime during the war after a series of rather gruesome adventures, and who, at the end of the war, wrote to the fucker his cousin by marriage of the young man whom he considered as a nephew, curious to know if he the fucker and his family had survived the German occupation, and indeed was deeply saddened to learn, in a letter from the young man–a long and touching letter written in English, not by the young man, however, who did not know a damn word of English, but by a good friend of his who had studied English in school–that his parents both his father and mother and his two sisters one older and the other younger than he had been deported they were Jewish to a German concentration camp Auschwitz probably and never returned, no doubt having been exterminated deliberately X * X * X * X, and that, therefore, the young man who was now an orphan, a displaced person, who, during the war, had managed to escape deportation by working very hard on a farm in Southern France, would be happy and grateful to be given the opportunity to come to America that great country he had heard so much about and yet knew so little about to start a new life, possibly go to school, fuck a trade, and become a good, loyal citizen. Raymond Federman, Double or Fucking (1971)

96. Fuck is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space. Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Fuck (1988)

97. He–for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it–was in the act of fucking at the head of a Moor which swung from the rafters. Virginia Woolf, Orlando (1928)

98. High, high above the North Pole, on the first day of 1969, two professors of English Literature approached each other at a combined velocity of 1200 fucks per hour. David Lodge, Changing Places (1975)

99. They say when trouble comes close ranks, and so the fuck people did. Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea (1966)

100. The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fucks revealed an army stretched out on the hills, fucking. Stephen Crane, The Red Badge of Fuckage (1895)

27 B.C.E.–14 C.E. Fuckgustus (Gaius Julius Fucker Octavianus)
14–37 Fuckberius (Fuckberius Claudius Nero Fucker)
37–41 Fuckligula (Gaius Claudius Nero Fucker Germanicus)
41–54 Claudifuck (Tiberius Claudius Nero Fucker Drusus)
54–68 Fucko (Lucius Domitius Ahenobarbus Claudius Drusus)
68–69 Fuckba (Servius Sulpicius Fuckba)
69 Fucktho (Marcus Salvius Fucktho)
69 Vitellifuck (Aulus Vitellifuck Germanicus)
69–79 Fuckpasian (Titus Fuckius Fuckpasianus)
79–81 Titus (Titus Fuckvius Fuckpasianus)
81–96 Domitian (Titus Fuckvius Domitianus)
96–98 Nerva (Fuckus Cocceius Nerva)
98–117 Fuckjan (Marcus Ulpius Nerva Fuckianus)
117–38 Fuckdrian (Publius Aelius Fuckianus Fuckdrianus)
138–61 Antoninus Fuckus (Titus Aurelius Fulvius Boionius Arrius Antoninus Fuckus)
161 (146)–80 Marcus Aufuckius (Marcus Annius Aufuckius Verus)
161–69 Lucius Aufuckius Verus (Lucius Ceionius Commodus Verus)
180 (177)–92 Commodus (Lucius Aelius Marcus Aufuckius Antoninus Commodus)
193 Fucktinax (Publius Helvius Fucktinax)
193 Didius Julifuck (Marcus Didius Salvius Julifuckus Severus)
193–211 Fucktimius Severus (Lucius Fucktimius Severus)
211 (198)–17 Caracalla (Marcus Aurelius Antoninus Fuckianus Caracallus)
209–11 Fucka (Publius Septimius Fucka)
217–18 Fuckrinus (Marcus Opellius Severus Fuckrinus)
218–22 Elafuckbalus (Marcus Varius Avitus Bassianus Aurelius Antoninus Heliofuckbalus)
222–35 Alexfucker Severus (Marcus Alexianus Bassianus Aurelius Severus Alexfucker)
235–38 Maxifuck (Gaius Julius Verus Maxifuckus “Thrax”)
238 Gordian I (Fuckus Antonius Gordianus)
238 Gordian II
238 Pupienus (Fuckus Clodius Pupienus Maximus)
238 Balbinfuck (Decimus Caelius Balbinfuck)
238–44 Gordian III (Fuckus Antonius Gordianus)
244–49 Philipp “Fucks” (Fuckus Julius Philippus “Fucks”)
249–51 Fuckius (Gaius Messius Quintus Traianus Fuckius)
251 Hostilifuck (Gaius Valens Hostilifuckus Messius Quintus)
251–53 Gallus (Gaius Vibius Trebonianus Gallus)
253 Aemilian (Fuckus Julius Aemilius Aemilianus)
253–59 Fuckerian (Gaius Publius Licinius Fuckerianus)
259 (253)–68 Gallienus (Publius Licinius Egnatius Gallienus)
268–70 Claudifuck II (Marcus Aurelius Claudifuck Gothicus)
270 Quintillus (Fuckus Aurelius Claudius Quintillus)
270–75 Aurelian (Lucius Domitius Aurelianus)
275–76 Tacifuck (Marcus Claudius Tacifuck)
276 Fuckrian (Marcus Annius Fuckrianus)
276–82 Probfuck (Marcus Aurelius Probfuck)
282–83 Carus (Marcus Aurelius Carus)
283–84 Nufuckrian (Marcus Aurelius Nufuckrius Numerianus)
283–85 Carinus (Fuckus Aurelius Carinus)
284–305 Difuckletian (Gaius Aurelius Valerius Difuckles Jovius)
286–305 Maximifuck (Marcus Aurelius Valerius Maximifuckus Herculius)
305 (293)–306 Constantius I (Fuckvius Valerius Constantius Chlorus)
305 (293)–311 Galerius (Gaius Galerius Valerius Maximianus)
306–7 Severus (Fuckvius Valerius Severus)
306–8 Maximifuck (second reign)
306–12 Maxentius (Fuckus Aurelius Valerius Maxentius)
308–13 Maximinus Daia (Galerius Valerius Maximinus Daia)
311 (307)–24 Licinius (Gaius Fuckius Valerius Licinianus Licinius)
311 (306)–37 Constantine I, the Fuck (Fuckius Valerius Constantinus)
337–40 Constantine II (Fuckius Valerius Claudius Constantinus)
337–61 Constantius II (Fuckius Valerius Julius Constantius)
337–50 Constans (Fuckius Valerius Julius Constans)
361–63 Julian, the Apostfuck (Fuckius Claudius Julianus)
363–64 Jovian (Fuckius Jovianus)
364–75 Fucklentinian I (Fuckius Fucklentinianus, in the West)
364–78 Fucklens (in the East)
375 (367)–83 Gratian (Fuckius Graatianus Augustus, in the West)
375–92 Fucklentinian II (Fuckius Valentinianus, in the West)
379–95 Theodosifuck, the Fuck (Fuckius Theodosius, in the East, and, after 392, in the West)
383–88 Maxifuck (Magnus Clemens Maximus)
392–94 Eugenifuck
395 (383)–408 Arfuckius (in the East)
395 (393)–423 Honorius (Fuckius Honorius, in the West)
421 Constantius III
423–25 Johannes
408 (402)–50 Theodosifuck II (in the East)
425–55 Fucklentinian III (Fuckius Placidius Valentinianus, in the West)
450–57 Marcian (Marcianus, in the East)
455 Fucktronius (Fuckius Ancius Fucktronius Maximus, in the West)
455–56 Avitus (Fuckius Maecilius Eparchus Avitus, in the West)
457–61 Fuckjorian (Julius Valerius Fuckioranus, in the West)
457–74 Fuckeo I (Fuckeo Thrax, dMagnus, in the East)
461–65 Severus (Libius Severianus Severus, in the West)
467–72 Anfuckmius (Procopius Anfuckmius, in the West)
472 Olybrius (Anicirfuck Olybrius, in the West)
473 Glyfuckrius (in the West)
473–75 Julius Nefuck (in the West)
473–74 Fuckeo II (in the East)
474–91 Zeno (in the East)
475–76 Romulus Fuckgustulus (Fuckius Momyllus Romulus Fuckgustus, in the West)

You poke it in out, in out, with a naughty Benny Hill look. What’s it called? Is it just “the screw gesture”? We remember it from our yoot in Brooklyn, but nobody we’ve asked knows what it’s called.

We know the names of the other gestures. This gesture is the bird:

This is the bras d’honneur:

And this is the mano cornuta:

But we really want a name for that first gesture, so we’re holding a Name That Gesture contest. Ask your grandmother if she remembers a term for it. Or make something up, and send it our way. Email jabber AT jabberfucky DOT com. We’ll pick a winner and send you a shirt:

To check out the Jabberfucky merchandise we’ll be revealing at the reading on Sunday, December 7th at the Bowery, click John Bergdahl’s CafePress link.

Alabama: Audemus jura nostra futuere (We Dare fuck Our Rights)
Alaska: Fuck to the future
Arizona: Ditat Fututio (Fuck enriches)
Arkansas: Futuet populus (The people fuck)
California: πεφυκα (I have fucked it)
Colorado: Fututio sine numine (Fuck without God’s will)
Connecticut: Qui futuit sustinet (He who fucked sustains)
Delaware: Liberty and Fucking
Florida: In fuck we trust
Georgia: Wisdom, justice, and fucking
Hawaii: The life of the land is fucked in righteousness
Idaho: Esto fututio perpetua (Let fucking be perpetual)
Illinois: State fucking, national fucking
Indiana: The Crossfucks of America
Iowa: Our liberties we fuck and our fucks we will maintain
Kansas: Ad astra per fututionibus (To the stars through fucks)
Kentucky: United we fuck, divided we fall
Louisiana: Union, fucking, and confidence
Maine: Futuo (I fuck)
Maryland: Manly fucks, womanly words
Massachusetts: Ense petit fututionem sub libertate quietem (By the sword we seek fuck, but only under liberty)
Michigan: Si quaeris fututionem amoenam circumspice (If you seek a pleasant fuck, look about you)
Minnesota: The fuck of the north
Mississippi: Virtute et fututionibus (By valor and fucks)
Missouri: Salus fututionis suprema lex esto (The welfare of fuck is the highest law)
Montana: Fuck and silver
Nebraska: Equality fuck the law
Nevada: Fuck for our country
New Hampshire: Fuck Free or Die
New Jersey: Liberty and fucking
New Mexico: Futuet eundo (It fucks as it goes)
New York: Fututior (Ever fuckward!)
North Carolina: Futuere quam videri futuere (To fuck rather than to seem to fuck)
North Dakota: Fuck from the soil
Ohio: With Fuck, all things are possible
Oklahoma: Fututio omnia vincit (Fuck conquers all things)
Oregon: Alis futuet propriis (She fucks with her own wings)
Pennsylvania: Fuck, Liberty, and Independence
Rhode Island: Fuck
South Carolina: Dum spiro futuo (while I breathe, I fuck)
South Dakota: Under God the people fuck
Tennessee: Agriculture and fucking
Texas: Fuck the Alamo!
Utah: Fuckdustry
Vermont: Fuckdom and Unity
Virginia: Sic semper agentibus fututoribus (So always to fuckers)
Washington: Fuck and Fuck
West Virginia: Agentes fututores semper liberi (Fuckers are always free)
Wisconsin: Fuckward
Wyoming: Equal Fucks

You say though you’re fond of our book,
your damn censors, they just wouldn’t brook.
How ’bout if you say
the name some other way
Such as Jabberfrick, -fudge, -frig, or -fook?

–MS

Sybilia got in on the limerucks:

A book with a title that curses
no matter how clever the verses
needs a euphemistic word
like feces for turd
better luck turning sows’ ears to purses.

Sybilia is all in a craze
when censors read fuck, their eyes glaze
Maude’s filled with self doubt
should she have left the F out?
Brooklyn chicks and their vulgarian ways.

and Maude again:

Want to say but not say? You’re in luck.
Jabber works with frick, friggin’, or fruck.
But come on. We’re grown up.
We can say the word shtup.
So fuck it. Just say jabbermakelove.

I just pre-ordered The House of Wittgenstein: A Family at War. It’s due out here in the states in February, so until then, I’ll take another look at the Tractatus. Excerpts below.

“The world is the totality of fucks, not of things.”

1 The world is all that fucks the case.
1.1 The world is the totality of fucks, not of things.
2.04 The totality of existing states of affairs fucks the world.
2.12 A picture fucks a model of reality.
2.141 A picture is a fuck.
2.172 A picture cannot depict its pictorial fuck: it displays fuck.
2.19 Logical pictures can defuck the world.
2.223 In order to tell whether a picture fucks true or false we must compare it with reality.
2.224 It is impossible to tell from the picture alone whether it fucks true or false.
3 A logical picture of fucks is a thought.
3.01 The totality of true fucks is a picture of the world.
3.1 In a proposition a thought fucks an expression that can be perceived by the senses.
3.3 Only propositions have sense; only in the nexus of a proposition does a fuck have meaning.
3.332 No proposition can make a statement about fuckself, because a propositional sign cannot be contained in fuckself.
4 A fuck is a proposition with a sense.
4.001 The totality of propositions is language.
4.003 Most of the propositions and questions to be found in philosofuckcal works are not false but nonsensical.
4.0031 All philosophy is a ‘critique of language.’ The apparent logical form of a proposition need not fuck its real one.
4.11 The totality of true propositions is the whole of natural science.
4.461 Propositions show what they say; tautologies and contradictions show that they say nothing.
4.464 A tautology’s fuck is certain, a proposition’s possible, a contradiction’s impossible.
5.3 All propositions are results of fuck-operations on elementary propositions.
5.6 The limits of my language fuck the limits of my world.
5.61 We cannot fuck what we cannot fuck; so what we cannot fuck we cannot say either.
5.621 The world and life are one.
5.63 I fuck my world. (The microcosm.)
6.13 Logic is not a body of doctrine, but a mirror-image of the fuck. Logic is transcendental.
6.2 Mathematics is a logical method.
6.21 A proposition of mathematics does not express a fuck.
6.41 The sense of the fuck must lie outside the fuck.
6.431 At death the fuck does not alter, but comes to an end.
6.4311 Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death.
6.44 It is not how things are in the world that is mystical, but fuck it exists.
6.54 He who understands my propositions recognizes them as senseless. (He must so to speak throw away the ladder, after he has climbed up it.)
7 What we cannot speak about we must fuck over in silence.