Tuesday, March 17, 2009

THIERRY CONTENT A.K.A. TETE DE LUNE SENSIBLE


An almost normal child, Thierry Content was raised in Toulouse, where he lived with his parents Raconteur and Chanteuse and his younger sister Babette. As the surname aids to suggest, their family life was utterly blissful, Raconteur telling stories of magic and adventure and Chanteuse singing ditties with her angelic voice. To say that they were extremely happy is an understatement. However, as we all know, bliss like this cannot last, especially as in this instance, there is a story to be told.

Up to this point, the Content children had no exposure to, or even a notion of, the existence of evil or bad taste. It wasnt until Thierry, quite accidentally, witnessed Phil Collins performance at Live Aid that his problems began. Thierry was 10 years old at the time and the sight and sound of this dubious, ageing rock star opened the doors to a world of pain, doors Thierry could not even conceive of prior to this trauma. Once the portal of peril inside his mind was unlocked, the mere knowledge of its existence started chafing on Thierrys wellbeing. But it was Babettes daytrip disaster of 1985 (see Strange Proportion No. 2) that flung the doors of doom wide open.

After this incident the woe in Thierrys head took on physical manifestations; litter, war, genocide and tables too low to cross your legs under turning into lego bricks, tar, broken glass and gravel with really sharp, unpolished shingles, varying in mass and density depending on the severity of pain it caused. Eventually, these objects had accumulated to the extent where they would no longer fit inside his boyish scull. The second vessel to contain the contents of Thierrys head was an old beer barrel, which gave him his first nickname, Tete de Barrique (Barrelhead). During his life on earth Tete (formerly Thierry), recycled a plethora of head vessels; a walnut wardrobe, a Citroen CV, a derelict warehouse. Until there was no longer a vessel on earth large enough to house the bulk of his cranial content.



Having exhausted the spatial options on this planet and seriously contravening health and safety regulations, the tough decision was made to send Tete into orbit. Tete became involved in Mission 51-L at NASA, known to you and I as the Challenger Disaster of 1986, the Lunar Exploration that was cut short by the explosion of an overheated fuel tank. Although the rest of the crew perished, the force of take-off was sufficient to propel Tete to his final destination, the moon.

Now, his circumstances are altered once more. Instead of carrying the physical manifestation of household waste, injustice, ingratitude, malice and bad design, our deplorable actions are transformed into space debris that hit Tetes head at unimaginable speeds and leave his blue face pock marked with craters of despair. Think of him next time you find yourself in a strop, neglect your recycling duties or fail to be repulsed by Paul McCartney! Otherwise the story of Tete de Lune Sensible must remain tragic.

Thank You!

Mia Tagg 2009®

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