Note: Written after originally reading book approx Jan 2012. In the ensuing decade the brand of Internet humor that this book represented - already a little hackneyed by then - has been retirely every bit as thoroughly as All Your Base. It's now a book to be read as an artifact of curiousity rather than as something timely. And that's probably for the best... I had fun reading it, though, and will stick to those guns.
"'I was thinking, Robert, doesn't being pumped all the time make you tired?'—John, ed.
'I have to sleep once in a while, but when I do, I do it hard. I slam my head into the pillow.'"
Internet fads can be perplexing. Funny videos flow naturally from you to your friends to theirs, and suddenly the cycle of national attention that starts with iTunes singles and t-shirt production ends in perpetual annoyance, leaving you to wonder: of all the topics out there, how did this get so huge?
But if there's any subject that has endured the transient fads of Internet eons, it's the ninja. Ninjas have a funny way of capturing the imagination. The dark-shrouded detached secrecy of their popular image has undeniable timelessness. But it's their unwavering mission dedication, as devoid of law and ethics as it is unbounded by walls and ceilings, that primes ninjas for that other steadfast of Internet pop-culture, the über-masculine fantasy.
REAL Ultimate Power is a book that takes the drippings of infantile un-self-awareness behind that fantastical whimsy and carries them to such an extreme that the absurdity dissects the very nature of obsession. Its effect is subtle, in stark contrast to the text's liberal use of loud structure and diction and of off-color material.
On the surface, this is a book that exists to proclaim certain things awesome and their inverses totally lame. The faux author is a 13 year-old misfit, Robert Hamburger, who would much rather forget schoolwork and chores to daydream about hanging in a dojo, splitting pizzas with a ninja buddy. From the beginning we can quickly gleam that Robert is a little messed up; he pours so much wild adolescent energy into his image of the The Ninja because he desperately needs the escapism.
Consequently his chapters about ninja skills, ninjas and Santa, and ultimate ninja movie scripts bring traditional Western ninja enrapturement into a discordant mix with modern cultural iconography and endless scat- and sexually-based innuendo. The prolific and oftentimes unexpected abundance of the latter category makes this a book that's certainly not for everyone, but for the right audience, at face value this can be pretty funny stuff. Alone, it's a formula that would've made for an amusing website, which is exactly how the REAL Ultimate Power fad began.
Much of the humor behind the website, though, is satire of Internet self-indulgence – the bewilderment when you witness a child's frenzied ravings occupy the same digital canvas major corporations and governments strive to corner. Now I never followed this fad in its infancy, but I imagine that that irony is what popularized the web incarnation of REAL Ultimate Power. As a book, though, it actually flips the idea around to find tenderness and vulnerability in adolescent obsession.
Most of this book's chapters, as extravagantly as they treat the ninja topic, weave its conception in Robert's mind around the ongoing events in his life. Robert's life is comparable to that of Butters, the character on South Park, whose silly strict parents nonetheless symbolize the damage that can be done by, alternately, indifference to or sheer abuse of a child. We learn about the troubled status of Robert's home life partly through scattered footnotes, snippets of "real" conversations he has, which drive a meta-narrative of sorts. Picture arguing with someone as you write a fantasy journal, then having the entire argument transcribed below it, day-in day-out until it nakedly tells the story of a year of your life.
The footnote trick is enjoyable because not only does it foment character development outside Robert's rant'n'rave narrative, it offers insight into why things happened the way they did in the last chapter, or the next one. Through the footnotes we witness Robert fighting with his parents or alienating friends with his weirdness, and we understand why he later tells us that "Never tell someone you'll hang out and then ditch them" goes right next to "Kick ass" on the ninja code of conduct. We also witness Robert absorb far more sexually blunt and revelatory put-downs, courtesy of his fed-up mother, than any thirteen year-old could properly process. This actually justifies the off-color material you'd have thought was there just to shock the reader - again, pretty neat.
Most heartwarming is the ongoing dialogue between Robert and his babysitter John – a gentle, intelligent soul, and a fellow antisocial misfit, in keeping with the Catcher in the Rye tradition that a grown-up who "gets" the weird kid has to be a little strange himself. John, sympathetic to Robert's passion for ninjas, serves as role model, trying to prep him for a world of adult expectations while staying true to himself. A dose of narrative ambiguity leaves it up for grabs how this relationship ends – bittersweet, outright tragic, or hopeful?
REAL Ultimate Power is both a reminder of how cruel emerging adolescence can be, and a primer on how wild imagination can be as much a necessity as it as an embarassing retrospective on the age. Not everyone gets published or makes music, but creating fiction is a nearly universal human experience. In childhood it's innocent, but as childhood gives way to relationships and the first hints of how the adult world works, it can get awkward. REAL Ultimate Power rolls all those punches, making us laugh and cringe as a half-formed adult worldview mixes with a childhood hero dissertation – at the same time revealing the strength and security these unapologetic passions offer a detached, damaged boy.
If you're up for such a weird dual sentiment and the weirder structure that explores it, REAL Ultimate Power is a good read – so long as you're also ready for pictures of hippos sporting huge genitalia and stories of Benjamin Franklin doing horrible things to turtles.