Jarry and Me

Is this Alfred Jarry finally writing Oakley Hall III's autobiography or the other way around? It reads--magnificently--as both at the same time, thus as another instance of that hidden wisdom: we are never only one, but always the occasion of many. Maybe it is Ubu himself fondling the hen, I mean holding the pen? Was there ever pathos in Pataphysics? If not, here it is: one bridge further, Oakley Hall III is at it again, biosplicing his & Jarry s life in the theater and Jarry and his theater in life. You are hereby introduced into the Hall of Post-Pataphysics. -- Prof. Pierre Joris, author of Poasis and A Nomad Poetics