One week
I consider this week an unusual accomplishment for a complete nobody, especially a nobody of good intent. Though I have not succeeded in helping to save the world, I have managed to get myself accused of being a shill in the employ of the government, a mouthpiece for Julie Geberding of the CDC based on the shocking discovery that we have indeed used some of the very same words in the English language (though to say different things - but that’s beside the point), a front for a nefarious plot to seize a nonexistent throne, the Siamese twin of somebody I’ve never actually met in person who lives about 400 miles from here, and the perpetrator of a cover-up plot reminiscent of Watergate. Just how many nefarious people have you gotten to be this week?
An explanation would be too easy and spoil all the fun. I’ll leave you to puzzle this one out.
Meanwhile Catapult Kid has announced his intent to go active duty after his training instead of going to college first and has requested that his MOS be changed from Intelligence Analyst to Counter-Intelligence Agent - i.e., from “more likely to live” to “most likely to die.” I keep thinking about all the difference a few hanging chads can make and how nice it would be if we had one person one vote instead of an electoral college and what a difference it would make if we would stop teaching impressionable boys the same stupid set of age-old notions about what it is to be a man.
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