Ray's Thought for the Day - A Strange Event
I just attended a very strange event. The event was by invitation only and forecast as, rare book dealer holds forth on rare bird books. But it turned out to be an anecdotal comparison of modern birding tours to the adventures of old time naturalists, especially old time naturalists that expired in the line of duty. The presentation was short, Praise the Goddess. Yet the activities preceding the presentation included a free beer bar and a free sumptuous supper. All that was very strange, all righty then.
These days, when I am exposed to very strange events, I always blame our ignoramus Kinglet. I figure the dummying down of US is like follow the leader or Simon says. So, strange, incomprehensible events are bound to happen, and sometimes, like this time, I get free beer and a free, delicious supper.
My strange event, though, must seem like the norm to the hoards of Mammonite ignoramuses still fawning upon their ignoramus Kinglet. Off they go to some event. All the speakers at the event are off topic and/or incomprehensible. Yet all the Mammonites gorge themselves the whole time, then go home drunk. Truly, we dwell in a fool’s paradise.
Several days ago I quit paying attention to public discourse. Yet I get some public discourse, second hand at dinner. That’s how I learned, again, that the miserable Iranians, just like the miserable Iraqis, lack the capacity to go nuklar. Yet they might go nuklar someday anyway, so better watch out.
Well, maybe so. And if so, how about the dang Pygmies? Pygmies have bows and arrows. Pygmies put poison on those arrows. Pygmies are little, and liable to be sneaky. Pygmies are heathens. Plus, Pygmies are covered with a fine orange fur that is only visible close up and in the right light. Given all these opinions and possible facts, I feel like Pygmies, given a few breaks, could turn it up a notch or two and become a serious threat to der Fuhrerville, I mean the Homeland.
Yes. Those Pygmies could easily sneak into the Homeland disguised as rhinoceros pelts. Then, once past customs, they could disperse into the countryside, living off the land, self-sustaining, preying upon the innocent.
Heavens to Mergatroid! The Pygmies have attacked. Those little heathens shot my caddy full of poisoned arrows and stole my golf cart. Thank God I was spared.
These days, when I am exposed to very strange events, I always blame our ignoramus Kinglet. I figure the dummying down of US is like follow the leader or Simon says. So, strange, incomprehensible events are bound to happen, and sometimes, like this time, I get free beer and a free, delicious supper.
My strange event, though, must seem like the norm to the hoards of Mammonite ignoramuses still fawning upon their ignoramus Kinglet. Off they go to some event. All the speakers at the event are off topic and/or incomprehensible. Yet all the Mammonites gorge themselves the whole time, then go home drunk. Truly, we dwell in a fool’s paradise.
Several days ago I quit paying attention to public discourse. Yet I get some public discourse, second hand at dinner. That’s how I learned, again, that the miserable Iranians, just like the miserable Iraqis, lack the capacity to go nuklar. Yet they might go nuklar someday anyway, so better watch out.
Well, maybe so. And if so, how about the dang Pygmies? Pygmies have bows and arrows. Pygmies put poison on those arrows. Pygmies are little, and liable to be sneaky. Pygmies are heathens. Plus, Pygmies are covered with a fine orange fur that is only visible close up and in the right light. Given all these opinions and possible facts, I feel like Pygmies, given a few breaks, could turn it up a notch or two and become a serious threat to der Fuhrerville, I mean the Homeland.
Yes. Those Pygmies could easily sneak into the Homeland disguised as rhinoceros pelts. Then, once past customs, they could disperse into the countryside, living off the land, self-sustaining, preying upon the innocent.
Heavens to Mergatroid! The Pygmies have attacked. Those little heathens shot my caddy full of poisoned arrows and stole my golf cart. Thank God I was spared.
posted by ray pistrum at Thursday, December 06, 2007
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