Bloggrokker (Scott) Jameson

I disagree with Fredric Jameson.
Hang on. I'll back it up.
If I'm gonna "riff" on something Jameson wrote, I'm gonna hafta return to my prior blog post--return to it and see it as, to borrow a term Jameson himself seems fond of, a referent.
Here we go. Snakes on a Plane and its innumerable Internet parodies before its theatrical release and the ways such pre-release parodying reflect the postmodern idea of commentary over authority. There. Done. Referent completed.
And the Jamesonian riff? I hafta ask if SOAP's parodying is really parodying at all or is it in truth pastiche.
According to Jameson, pastiche eclipses parody in our highly postmodern times. Jameson writes "[parody] has lived, and that strange new thing pastiche slowly comes to take its place . . . [pastiche] is a neutral practice of such mimicry, without any of parody's ulterior motives, amputated of the satiric impulse."
Hmmm.
Alright, as I've always understood it, parody and pastiche are both literary mockings--parody meant to insult, pastiche meant as somewhat of a tribute. Jameson and I appear to agree here, although I don't understand what Jameson means by parody's "ulterior motves." Satire, a different device, has such motives. But parody? Is Jameson melding the two? Is this some kind of pluralistic sabotage? Am I derailing myself here?
Back to SOAP. I don't think what the always-hungering-for-something-to-poke-fun-at Comedy Central-fed e-community did to SOAP can be called pastiche. If all those mocking jabs had an underlying current of tribute, I can't say it came across even-handed. I'm still calling it parody, er, parodies, based solely on a theoretical weight in insults. Therefore, regarding Jameson's words concerning parody and pastiche in the Postmodern Age, I respectfully disagree in this instance.
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I find myself intrigued with Jameson's statement of pastiche's "neutral practice of such mimicry." Pastiche's neutrality brings to my mind a lack of focus, lack of an agenda--lack of a clearly defind and grounded center. Ah, the absence of a center. Here's some hardcore po-mo.
And what's the most pervasive thing going these days without a center, the great decentralized hydra of postmodernity--the Internet, indeed.
Yes, the Internet, the very "space" where SOAP had its rear servd to it in an electronic flurry of pre-release puns.
Seems like parody's still got some postmodern kick to it after all, eh Jameson?