Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Ar you on of us?

Th  fr  masons ar a s cr t soci ty that has controll d  v rything sinc v n b for th country cam  into b  ing. How did th y manag  to do this? Simpl !  By writing  v rything in cod , that's how. Taking our cu from th masons, w hav  d vis d a littl cod  of our own, pursuant to which, w  fully  xp ct to in cr s substantially our own pow r and influ nc  in th land.

F w p opl will b   quipp d to crack this cod , b  caus it is highly compl x. It is by m ans of this cod  that w  shall impl m nt our program,  littl by littl  ,  v ntually bringing about positiv chang  in a surr ptitious way.

If you are abl to r ad th cod, you ar on of us. R main calm and await your instructions. Th hour of your d liv ranc is nigh.

If you ar  unabl  to r ad the cod, pl as  don't pr  t nd that you know how to do so, as you will only  mbarrass yours lf.



Pl as not : This cod is void in stat s wh r writing things in cod  as a m ans of trying to fom nt som thing is prohibit d by law.


 
 

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Our Manifesto 'N Stuff

Here are our demands:

Foist: Lose the stretch pant look on forays to the podiatrist or the off-off-Broadway preview or the bodega and places of that nature. This projects an attitude of shabbiness that cries out to the masses: "Democracy is a slob, and so am I! That's why I prefer a dictatorship or, at the very least, the benign neglect of hereditary rule whose arbitrary and capricious nature has been honed by centuries of inbreeding and land grabs!"  Corduroys are OK if neat and pressed and the ridges aren't too wide.

Second: Stop, already, with the defamation against fedoras, claiming that they are passé simply because all the co-eds wore them in Europe last season, looking conspicuous and ridiculous as they swarmed all over the Via Veneto inquiring there of every bemused purveyor of startlingly overpriced sausage: "Dove Via Veneto, Signore?" and thinking to themselves that the shopkeeper must be practically blinded by the brilliance of their fedora, when, in fact, the shopkeeper was thinking only that a person standing in the middle of the Via Veneto asking a salami seller where the Via Veneto is must be an exquisite kind of dunce.  No, sir, fedoras are not passé.  In high winds, they are problematic, true, but there's always berets as a backup. Stovepipe hats -- now that's passé. We're not going to say it again! Stop making fun of fedoras! (P.S., we mean it!) (P.S., when was the last time anybody said 'co-ed'?  1974?)  We're not going to say it again! Stop making fun of fedoras!

P.S, We're not going to say it again!

Thoid: Just say "No" to tattooed eyelashes! Ditto the popliteal fossa.  Who even looks there?  Weirdos and perverts?  What a waste of ink! Not to mention:  Certain symbols may be registered trademarks so just by being out and about in shorts with your tattooed hmmmm hmmmmmmm hmmmmm, you could be violating Title 17 of the United States Code.

Fourth: Cease and desist from referring to chickens as "cage-free" if they actually live in a cage.  How stupid do you think we are?

Fifth:  Don't answer that.

Sixth: People who dress their pet chickens in sweaters and let them run all over the neighborhood instead of keeping them in a cage should not be permitted to vote for a whole host of reasons. Don't be fooled if these people try to offset the damage by crowning their poultry with a fedora.  THIS IS A TRICK!

Seventh: Bring back suspenders.  They went out -- why?  Because you thought Gordon Gekko was a real person and Wall Street is persona non grata these days?  Big deal! When isn't  Wall Street persona non grata? Even sveltily-challenged people look good  in suspenders.  Is this too much to ask?

Eighth:  The banks got bailed out and they even can't spring for a working pen and a calendar on the check-writing counter? And getting back to the subject of pens, are they kidding us with the pens chained to the check-writing counter? What about: "Miss!  Miss!  Hello, Miss! This pen is out ink!" do they not understand? Are they serious?  Do they think someone is going to cop a stupid inkless pen that hasn't had ink in it since the last time someone used the word "co-ed" in a sentence? NOTE:  This isn't really a demand. It kind of is. But not really.

Ninth:   Alternate side of the street parking has pretty much outlived its usefulness, wouldn't you quite agree?

 Tenth: Neutrinos are faster than the speed of light.  Nothing's faster than the speed of light. Neutrinos are faster than the speed of light.  Nothing's faster than the speed of light.  Make up your damn mind!  Accord,  eggs.

Eeeeleven: Repeal the rule against perpetuities.  Not in our lifetime.  But someday, someday.


Give us our tent back, OK?

We're not going to say it again

Thursday, November 10, 2011

I'm out of my mind, and I approved this message.


MEMO

From: Campaign Manager/Press Secretary/Chauffeur/Buyer of Coffee/Therapist of Cat/Walker of Cat/Feeder of Cat/Companion of Cat/Substitute Scratching Post for Cat/Person Who Rescues Dimwitted Birds and Chipmunks From Cat/Staffer Who Would Be Assigned to Deflect Embarrassing Questions if Any Were Ever Asked by a Fellow Human Being (Embarrassing or Otherwise – Questions, That is)/Groomer of Cat

To: HIYLH Presidential Campaign

Re: Lighting a Fire Under Everybody’s Ass a/k/a “Traction” a/k/a “Buzz”

Date:  There’s no time like the present.
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        As is readily apparent to anybody breathing, we aint got no mojo. Nobody has ever heard of us.  Even if they did, they wouldn’t care about us nohow. If the election were held today, we wouldn’t be on the ballot. Anyplace.  In addition, all of our regular television programs would be preempted. A double whammy.

        The prospect of our making a dent is about as remote as the cat making up its mind. If we ever had a notion of being anything other than a footnote in this election, that possibility is fading fast.  Even the opportunity to be an asterisk is slipping from our grasp.

        Our only hope is to have a scandal. Not the kind that all the other campaigns have.  That will not distinguish us, and we will just be back at square one faster than you can say: “That was uncalled for, senator!”

        We have engineered some computer models, and have come up with the following scenarios that, we hope, might put our name on the map, or, at the very least, on a few bumper stickers:

1.   Using “i” after  "e" following  “c” without regards to whether it sounds like “ay,” as in “neighbor” and “weigh.”

Pros:  Really drives people up the wall and gets them muttering expletives under their breath.

Cons: Only works on paper.  When the “i” before “e” rule is violated in conversation, nobody can tell the difference.

2.   Wearing white after Labor Day.

Pros: This does tend to fill a certain demographic with unmitigated rage.

Cons:  “After” Labor Day is also “Before” Labor Day, as our calendar is cyclical. Too many people just won’t notice, because nobody will be able to tell when “Before” ends and “After” begins.    

3.   Claiming to have been the inspiration for something, like blaming everything on bread.

Pros: Blaming everything on bread is all the rage these days.

Cons: Technology being what it is now, our little fraud will be exposed before it has a chance to make a splash.

4.   Being overheard on a “live” microphone that we thought was turned off admitting that we have no idea what we are doing.

Pros: Everybody loves it when politicians are unmasked by impolitic utterances in the vicinity of “live” microphones that they thought were turned off.

Cons: Admitting that we have no idea what we are doing hardly seems a scandal given that any fool can see that we have no idea what we are doing.

5.   Messing up the lyrics to the National Anthem.

Pros: This will shine a very unflattering light on our patriotism and, perhaps, even cause our citizenship to be questioned.

Cons: No one knows the lyrics to the National Anthem, so no one will notice. Or care.

6.   Questioning whether the earth actually revolves around the sun.

Pros: Meteorological debates could lend an air of gravitas heretofore lacking from the campaign.

Cons: People running for office these days espouse so many nutty theories as a matter of routine that this one may never stand out as being any more insane than any other opinion currently hitting the hustings.

We’d come up with some more ideas if we could, but we have to go let the cat in.

"Together, we can't do any worse."

Friday, November 4, 2011

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