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Friday, March 29, 2002
Fake Bios
On a totally separate topic, today I ran across Laura Ingraham's web site for her radio show. I don't want to get ranty, especially about one of the Eva Gabors of political punditry ("WHY is she famous again?"), so I won't. But one thing about her site was really annoying: her fake bio.
Don't get me wrong: I'm a huge fan of fake bios. I've written a lot of 'em, like this or this or these).
But boy, Ingraham's fake bio is just lousy. Because it reads like a wish list, instead of something funny or interesting or fresh.
I mean, that's just dull. Second rate. For someone who can twist a fact until it screams for mommy in the service of her views, you'd think she'd have a little more supple imagination about something besides the Gay and Lesbian Organization at Dartmouth and Bill Clinton's blowjobs.
Crap, that was getting close to rant land. Sorry.
Full disclosure: the fake bio idea is one I swiped from Harlan Ellison, though I'm sure it's been around for longer than that.
Here's one from Ellison, from his collection The Essential Ellison:
And here's probably my favorite fake bio of Neil Gaiman's from the whole passel of fake bios he did for the trade paperback collection "The Sandman: Season of Mists":
1) He was not found wandering the sewers of London as a child during
the winter of 1864, unable to say anything more than "Powerful big
rats, gentlemen."
2) He was never exhibited in public houses
to the curious, only briefly in July, 1865, to selected gentlemen of
standing in the scientific and literary community.
3) He did not
have a vestigial tail.
4) He did indeed have what most people would
commonly understand as “eyes.”
5) He was not actually
the pilot of the Zeppelin, although he did disappear for good
following the explosion.
6) There is quite obviously no
“underground kingdom beneath London inhabited by huge, intelligent
rodents.” And even if there were, any suggestion of Neil's involvement
in the mazy territorial negotiations between Londons Above and Below
can be considered a joke, and in poor taste at that.
7) He was
afraid of neither mirrors nor street conjurers.
8) There were no
tooth marks on the bones.
Just lovely. 8 short stories, for your pleasure. The trade paperback also has excellent Nadar*-style photos of the contributors. The fantastic graphic design (usually by Dave McKean, I think) of the Sandman trade paperbacks is one of their finest, and possibly most overlooked, qualities.
* Nadar (Felix Tournachon) was a bohemian who took up the photography in 1850s Paris. He made portraits of people like Baudelaire, Dumas, Berlioz, Sarah Bernhardt, Theophile Gautier, and others.