My all-time favorite comic strip; thank you, Bill Watterson.
The March edition of the NOBULLetin is still in the works, the delay being due to a case of procrastination, lack of inspiration and sloth (the human condition, not the animal; believe me, if something that goofy-looking (see below) was interrupting my writing, I'd know it).
Anyway, I promise, cross my heart, to get this month's edition out ASAP.
Honest.
Just in time to do April's.
(Large sigh of resignation here.)
Love and tomorrow,
PJTT
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WELCOME TO THE BLOG OF POPE JOHN THE TALL, LEADER OF THE ALL JOHN ALL THE TIME WORLD CHURCH
******PLEASE NOTE******
(Notice I said please.)
To those of you who are new to "the Pope" and the "AJATTWC", the following various posts are the official communications of yours truly, Pope John The Tall, or as I'm known in many circles, PJTT.
I aspired to the position of Pope of the AJATTWC several years ago, after the Roman Catholics elected Joseph Ratzinger, a German Cardinal, as their Pope; I figured if he could do it, so could I.
Despite what would seem to be a "religious" theme, I try not to play favorites: I'm satirical/irreverent about everything, in an attempt to give my readers a few yucks; that is the goal. If I haven't made you laugh, well, I tried, and I hope I'm given an "A" for the effort. (Or at least a really solid "C".)
I further hope that my faithful readers (all several of them) and any of you who wander in from the cold of the Internet, will derive much solace and spiritual awakening from my timeless prose, and, as I so often refer to it, the "soothing balm of Johnism"; if you don't, how sad for you, because I'm a pretty funny guy. (My daughter tells me, regularly, that I'm "silly"; I suspect that she's right.)
Please note that everything on my blog is meant to be fun, and in no way insulting to anyone, unless of course you're a politician, then you can assume I intended to insult you. (Hey, it goes with the job, guys; if you can't take the heat, then the harder they fall.)
Never mind.
Anyway, welcome and thanks for stopping by; please feel free to peruse to your heart's content (there is a large archive of my past posts, going back several hundred years, in the right-hand column), and please be sure to make a large donation at the door as you leave. (It's tax-deductible.)
Speaking of leaving, as I make my exit, and probably none too soon, here's something from the Book of Excretions, Apollo 13: Dodgers 6...
"Blessed are the lazy, for although they don't accomplish much, they're well rested."
Enjoy. (Or don't, it's still a free country. It is still a free country, isn't it? They haven't changed that as far as I know, have they?)
Monday, March 31, 2014
Monday, March 3, 2014
Sticks And Stones
An Open Letter To
Russian President Vladimir Putin
from
Pope John The Tall,
American
Mr. President:
By the way, before I get started, is it "Poo-tin"
or "Pew-tin"?
As the Head Guy of one of the world's foremost
organizations, the All John All The Time World Church (see above for
explanation of this atrocity), and a loyal American, I thought it behooved me
to write you this letter and apprise you of the possible consequences of your
recent actions in the Crimea region of Ukraine.
You should know what you're getting into.
Please be advised that our President, Barack Obama, is not a
man with whom to be trifled; you take your safety and that of your country
lightly if you believe this not to be the case. His rhetorical skills far
surpass those of any of our previous Presidents.
If you continue your naked aggression against the sovereign
country of Ukraine, President Obama will be forced to take action, and I as see
it, such action could be any, or all, of the following:
~convince NATO and European Union countries, as well as
others around the world, to participate in an economic boycott of Russia, in conjunction with
the United States, that could potentially cost your country hundreds (that's
100's) of rubles;
~or convince these same countries to join together to
ostracize Russia from the community of nations, resulting in great
embarrassment for your country and a stinging loss of prestige for you, coupled
with a tongue lashing of epic proportions;
~or finally, in cooperation with the International Olympics
Committee, work to deny Russia the opportunity to host the Winter Games again,
ever.
Should the threat of initiating these measures prove to be
an insufficient deterrent to your dreams of hegemony, our President will
continue to make speeches against your actions until such time as, well, let's
hope this crisis doesn't get that far.
Please remember, Mr. Putin, that our President was the man
who, upon learning that President Bashar Assad of Syria, in the civil war that
continues to this day to plague that country, intended to use chemical weapons
in his battle against the insurgents, issued a warning to Mr. Assad that the
use of these weapons would cross a "red line", and that American
response would be swift and decisive.
You know how that whole thing ended.
So you would be well advised, sir, to recall the lessons of
that unfortunate situation, and know that it is dangerous to disregard the
words of our President, a man of strong oral skills, and a man, indeed, of
great verbosity.
Forewarned is forearmed, and although we abhor giving you
two more than you had previously, you are well advised to know that President
Obama will take the necessary rhetorical steps to end this crisis you have
perpetrated, painful to the ears as it may be.
Again, you are cautioned not to take lightly the verbal
skills of our President.
Know you this, sir, that as a leader of a powerful country
such as the United States, President Obama would make a fine TV news
commentator.
You stand forewarned.
Love and Pussy Riot,
PJTT
P.S. to my daughter...I'm sorry, Poopsie, I know I promised
not to write about politics but this Putin guy had to be warned. Please forgive
me.
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Saturday, March 1, 2014
But Don't Quote Me
"...a cloud of dust and a hearty "Hi-ho,
Silver..."
According to the "What Do You Think?" poll on
MSN.com, when asked the question, "What was your favorite part of the 2014
Winter Olympics in Sochi, Russia?", readers of the website responded
thusly:
~Amazing
athletes...........................................29%
~Mishaps/memes............................................3%
~Team USA
gold-medal performances............9%
~Bob
Costas' eye............................................10%
~DIDN'T
WATCH........................................49%
These numbers were taken from 323,986 responses, as of
4:00pm CST on 2/25/14.
Your Pope Guy didn't watch either.
FYI, the Pope Guy is yours truly, John The Tall of the All
John All The Time World Church and All-Night Diner; if you're interested,
there's an almost viable explanation as to how this travesty occurred above
(see above).
Recently, your Popeamundo has immersed himself in Presidential and
Founding Fathers history, for reasons undetermined at this time;
mostly, it just kinda' happened that way.
It probably started about a year ago when I read, back to
back, two outstanding biographies: that of Abraham Lincoln, entitled cleverly,
"Lincoln", by David Herbert Donald and of Harry S. Truman, also
cleverly entitled, "Truman", by the Pulitzer Prize-winning author,
David McCullough.
Both were outstanding.
Before long, caught up in a desire to learn more about the
background and thinking processes of the various men who have risen to become
the most powerful leader in the world, I went on a feeding frenzy of reading,
which is my normal routine anyway (being forced to choose between reading and
eating, I would have to give the proposition serious consideration), and
devoured the following tomes over the last several months:
~"John
Adams" again by the above-mentioned David McCullough
~"Team Of Rivals" by
Doris Kearnes Goodwin, which was the book the movie "Lincoln", with
Oscar-winner Daniel Day Lewis, was based on
~"Theodore Rex" by Edmund
Morris, which described the Presidential years of Teddy Roosevelt's life
~"Eisenhower" by Stephen
E. Ambrose
~"Washington, A Life" by
Ron Chernow, an excellent work
~"Thomas Jefferson, The Art Of
Power" by Jon Meachum, a wonderful book
And sitting on my shelf waiting patiently are:
~"The First American, The Life
And Times of Benjamin Franklin" by H.W. Brands
~"John Quincy Adams" by
Harlan Giles Ungar, a distant cousin of Felix, I presume
(Yes, I know Franklin wasn't a President, but he was one of
the most influential of the signers of the Declaration Of Independence, so I
figured, why not?)
The thing that has struck me about all of the above is
number of "quotes", or if I were to use the current vernacular,
"sound bites", that appear in the pages of these books.
So I thought to myself, Pope, you should share some of these
treasures, with your loyal followers, all three of you, along with some of my
own pithy and occasionally deeply profound gems of wisdom, as well as a number
of comments, wry and ridiculous, from other famous commentators, Presidential
and otherwise.
In no particular order then, here they are:
~"Is the present state of the national republic enough?
Is virtue the principle of our government? Is honor? Or is ambition and
avarice, adulation, baseness, covetousness, the thirst for riches, indifference
concerning the means of rising and enriching, the contempt of principle, the
spirit of party and of faction the motive and principle that governs?"
John Adams
~"Blessed are the tall, for they can reach the top shelf."
PJTT
~"What would Jesus Christ have preached if he'd taken a
poll in Israel?...It isn't polls or public opinion of the moment that counts.
It's right and wrong."
Harry
Truman
~"Personally, I liked the university. They gave us
money and facilities, we didn't have to produce anything. You've never been out
of college, you don't know what it's like out there! I've worked in the private
sector. They expect results."
Dr. Raymond
Stantz (Dan Akroyd in "Ghostbusters")
~"Free speech is a restraint on government, not an
incitement to the citizen."
Dean
Acheson (Secretary of State under Harry Truman)
~"...and blessed are the bewildered, not because
they're cool or anything, but because they can use all the help they can
get..."
PJTT
~"Fix reason firmly in her seat, and call to her
tribunal every fact, every opinion. Question with boldness even the existence
of a God; because, if there be one, he must more approve the homage of reason,
than that of blindfolded fear."
Thomas
Jefferson
~"A blind horse upon a treadmill, is a perfect
illustration of what a laborer should be-all the better for being blind, that
he could not tread out of place, or kick understandingly."
Abraham
Lincoln (speaking of a slave society)
~"I may be drunk, Miss, but
in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly."
Winston
Churchill
~"Recession is when a
neighbor loses his job. Depression is when you lose yours."
Ronald
Reagan
~"America and Britain are two nations divided by a common language."
George Bernard Shaw, playwright
~"The truth is that the greatest enemies to the
doctrines of Jesus are those calling themselves the expositors of them, who
have perverted them for the structure of a system of fancy absolutely
incomprehensible, and without any foundation in his genuine words."
Thomas
Jefferson
~"If you come to a fork in
the road, take it."
Yogi
Berra, catcher
~"Blessed are the lazy, for although they don't
accomplish much, they're well rested."
PJTT
~"If one morning I walked on
top of the water across the Potomac River, the headline that afternoon would
read: 'President Can't Swim'."
Lyndon
Johnson
~"They read the same Bible, and pray to the same God,
and each invokes His aid against the other."
Abraham
Lincoln (speaking of people of the North and South during the Civil War)
~"There are 47 percent of the people who will vote for
the president no matter what. All right, there are 47 percent who are with him,
who are dependent upon government, who believe that they are victims, who
believe the government has a responsibility to care for them, who believe that
they are entitled to health care, to food, to housing, to you-name-it. My job
is not to worry about those people. I'll never convince them they should take
personal responsibility and care for their lives."
Mitt Romney, wannabe President
Mitt Romney, wannabe President
~"I have wondered at times
what the Ten Commandments would have looked like if Moses had run them through
the US Congress."
Ronald
Reagan
~"We don't pay taxes. Only
the little people pay taxes."
Leona
Helmsley, wannabe human being and billionaire
~"For the first time in my adult lifetime, I'm really
proud of my country."
Michelle Obama
~"It's like deja-vu, all over again."
Yogi Berra
~"I am on my way to Massachusetts, where I have a son
at school, who, if report be true, already knows much more than his
father."
Abraham Lincoln
And my all-time
favorite...
~"Never tease an armed midget with a high-five."
PJTT
Love and quotation marks,
PJTT
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Thursday, February 20, 2014
Cross Your Eyes And Dot Your Tees
"Klaatu barada nikto".
No, that isn't the Latin translation of a sentence from the
liturgy of the All John All The Time World Church, as performed by your Pope
Guy, John The Tall, leader and head-chef of the AJATTWC, in my quest to spread
the message of the "soothing balm of Johnism"; it's the Roman
Catholics that used to do that Latin thing, although I understand they've
pretty much dropped it now, considering that, well, d'uh, Latin isn't spoken
anywhere in the world these days.
No, that's a phrase from one of the all-time great sci-fi
movies ever, the 1951 classic "The Day The Earth Stood Still" (not to
be confused with "The Day The Fish Came Out", a 1967 comedy about
"a weapon more dangerous than a nuclear weapon", which seems like an
unusual theme for a comedy), starring Michael Rennie as "Klaatu", the
space alien that came to Earth to give us the somber message that if the people
of this world didn't clean up our collective acts (speaking of nuclear
weapons), the planetary alliance to which his planet belonged would blow the
living bejeezus out of us, and that would be that.
They never identified the planet that Klaatu was from, but I
suspect it was Zatox. It's also noteworthy that the movie was released the same year I was born, making us both geriatric cases, which is much evidenced in the movie by the rather primitive music and special effects; I have neither.
We were also deeply invested in the Korean War in '51; President Truman was the initiator of the American foreign policy of involvement in "police actions" in far-away countries that waste vast amounts of treasure and cost thousands of lives unnecessarily, and accomplish nothing. (I remember the first time, as a kid in school, when one of the nuns at St. Jude's mentioned Truman by his full name; I thought she was calling him "Harry Ass" Truman, and I couldn't believe she said it.) Despite Harry's getting us involved in Korea, which I'm not sure he had much of a choice about, and being a Democrat, I have always thought him to be one of the better Presidents this country has ever had.)
But I digest.
Anyway, Klaatu told Helen Benson (played by a very
good-looking Patricia Neal), one of his fellow boarding-house roomies, after
she guessed that he wasn't from Akron OH, that she was to say this to Gort, the
8 foot tall robot that was standing guard outside the spaceship in which Klaatu
came to Earth, in case anything bad happened to him (Klaatu), like say a bunch
of xenophobic Earthlings shot his butt.
Which of course they ultimately did.
I love this movie, but I've always had a problem with that
line. Obviously, given the context, if translated to English it would read,
"Klaatu has bought the farm, now go find his dead butt and save him from
the heathen Earth aliens before they eat him, or worse, turn him into a
Republican."
More or less.
Here's my objection: based on my translation, painstakingly
derived from the original Zatoxian, there should be a comma after
"barada", as in "Klaatu barada, nikto." You could even have
used a semi-colon, which is, according to my Webster's New World Dictionary Of
The American Language, which is not to be confused with English necessarily,
"a mark of punctuation indicating a degree of separation greater than that
marked by a comma and less than that marked by the period".
In American, there should have been a comma at least; in
Zatoxian, hard to say.
(George Bernard Shaw, the Irish playwright, once remarked
that England and America were "two nations divided by a common
language".)
I can't speak for the English, or the French, or the
Belarusians, but Americans tend to screw up punctuation pretty regularly,
assuming they use it at all.
Case in point, from a real CraigsList ad I saw recently on
the Huffington Post, in an article naming the "Eight Strangest Ads Ever On
CraigsList", from a guy trying to sell his pick-up truck (and just ignore
the fact that the reason he's selling the vehicle is because it has become a
four-wheeled bee-hive; that's another issue altogether):
"$1200 obo this has been a good truck for me but i have
to sell it because i cant ever get to it with all of the bees around it they
have been in and around it for almost 2 months now and i havent been able to
get near 5 feet or else i get stung and im sick of it i still have welts from
months ago stingings and i cant even get to work because i cant get to my truck
so i have to sell it test drives at ur own risk i cant go with you too many
bees"
Not bad...a one hundred and four word paragraph with not one
punctuation mark. As in none, nada, zip, bupkis, zilch, close your eyes and how
many do you see, zero, none. (His spelling and use of capitalization leave
something to be desired as well.)
The antithesis to this lack of sentence discernment is the
person who over-uses punctuation, another horror.
(Full disclosure here: I am guilty of being a serial abuser
of commas and semicolons; if you've ever read any of my posts, you'll know from
whence I speak. I tend to beat the crap out of quotation marks and parentheses
as well.)
But to my way of thinking, better too many than that
abomination above. But that's just me, and what do I know?
I have a family member whose punctuation mark of choice is
the exclamation point, as in any sentence that she is trying to express any
enthusiasm or shock or surprise is punctuated thusly:
"The grass was
green!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I will not reveal the name of this abuser of the
"sudden, vehement utterance" point (thank you again, Websters), other
than to say that it's my lovely daughter. (Oh, that was subtle.)
Apostrophes are another source of frustration for those of
us who believe that written American is rapidly going down the shitter.
Simple rule...if it belongs to someone/thing, use an
apostrophe; if its merely plural, don't.
Geez; what in the world are schools teaching kids today?
My only comment on periods will be that I'm sorry women have
to have them every 28 days or so; I understand they're unpleasant.
Love and !";:(,.'s,
PJTT
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"Dilbert" cartoon, copyright Scott Adams
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Once More, Just For The Halibut
As a follow-up to my post of 1/15/14, please see the photos below (see below), presented as further proof of our obsession as humans with big fish.
Love and Red Lobster,
PJTT
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Right.
Love and Red Lobster,
PJTT
copyright 2014 Krissongs Inc.
Monday, February 17, 2014
The NOBULLetin_February 2014
God's response to this month's NOBULLetin (above).
After numerous complaints from my various followers
concerning their inability to keep up with the "happenings" of their
favorite religious facility, the All John All The Time World Church, your also
favorite Pope (which is at best a dubious distinction, given the lack of
competition), John The Tall, leader and head spiritual guy of the AJATTWC, has
decided to re-institute the NOBULLetin, which was until I got too lazy to write
it, the monthly news organ of the church.
I promise (threaten) that I will publish one every month,
from now on, like it or not.
Accordingly, here is the February 2014 edition of your fave
church poop-sheet, the NOBULLetin...
*No Further "Johner Of The Month" Award*
Your
Popester, in conjunction with the AJATTWC Bored Of Elders, has decided this
month to suspend indefinitely the awarding of the previously coveted
"Johner Of The Month" award; this move has been necessitated by
several factors, any of which was sufficient in and of itself to justify this
decision.
First, the
cost of the prize (typically a gift certificate to Starbucks for a Latte Mocha
Jockstrap Chocolate Bicycle Grande Nutmeg Frappachino) was becoming
prohibitive. (They're what? $42.56 plus tax these days?)
Second, our church secretary, Ms.
Virginia Ham, somehow managed to delete the blank certificate form that we used
to fill in with the winner's name and print out for them, and now she can't
seem to find another on-line.
And third, the last few winners
didn't seem that enthused by the honor. I won't mention any names, but one of
them, when notified of her award, remarked that she would rather endure
root-canal work without the benefit of anesthesia, then to be named the winner
of anything that had to do with the AJATTWC and your Popeamundo.
Isn't it sad how ungrateful your
children become as they grow older?
*On-Line Exorcisms Available*
Speaking of
being on-line, church President Hugh Mongous has asked, as a public service to
all our members, especially those afflicted with any pesky and/or
hard-to-get-rid-of demons or spirits, that the congregation be made aware that
Pastor Bob Larson of the Scottsdale AZ International Missions Program will, for
the paltry donation of $295 (preferably in cash), be happy to exorcise you of said demons/spirits, using 21st century technology, via Skype.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/01/29/bob-larson-skype_n_4688323.html?utm_hp_ref=weird-news
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/01/29/bob-larson-skype_n_4688323.html?utm_hp_ref=weird-news
While the
AJATTWC has no official position, for or against, with regards to Reverend
Larson's ministry, given the activities of some of our members at the latest
Teen Club outing (see the photo below of Sister Holly Woode at the event), we
would highly recommend that some of the kids consider contacting him.
Soon.
*Applications For Rectory Housekeeper Being Taken*
Any of you
loyal followers of your Pope Guy who are interested in, or know someone dumb enough
to be interested in, the part-time position of Housekeeper at the AJATTWC
rectory, should contact our Head Custodian, Brother Alan Wrench, as soon as
possible, to apply for the job. Brother Wrench will be happy to discuss hours
(which will be long) and salary (which will be miniscule) with you at that
time. (Perks? You get to hang with the Pope, how's that?)
If you're
in the market for back breaking, unrewarding labor at wages well below what
would be considered decent, please apply soon; as you can see from the photo
and video below, we already have several applicants.
*Pet Found On Church Property*
Brother
Bill Collector, President of the Men's Club, has asked that the following
announcement be made: a pet dog (?) was found on the church's back lawn
recently (photo below); the poor little guy was wearing a tag, but it had been
burned off so identification of the owner was impossible. If you've lost your
favorite pooch in the area, please give Brother Collector a call.
*Church Security Being Upgraded*
Due to the
recent rash of threats to your Popearama from several disgruntled ex-members
(something to do with claims of non-performance, and the failure to fulfill
certain promises involving "a heavenly experience"), the Bored Of
Elders has decided to enhance the protection currently being provided your
Pope; to this end, the Bored has contracted with Mr. Bob Upendown of the
security firm Tanks A Lot, to furnish bodyguard services on a 24/7 basis. Below
is a picture of Mr. Upendown; we hope you will make him welcome when you see
him around the church.
*Woman's Club Bake Sale*
Unfortunately,
once again this month, according to Woman's Club President Sue Pervise, there
will be no Bake Sale to benefit the Women For Johnism. There has, however,
never been a monthly NOBULLetin that did not contain a reference to a
Woman's Club Bake Sale, and we certainly didn't want to start an ugly precedent
with this month's edition.
*"Women For Johnism" Fondue Party Fund-Raiser*
However,
once again per Sister Sue Pervise, the WFJ will be hosting a fondue party
fund-raiser for all interested Church couples in the church meeting hall on
Administrative Professional's Day, which this year falls on Wednesday, April
23rd. Please plan to join us for this festive occasion, and to ensure the
evening's success, Sister Clair Voyant has a special treat planned for the
event (see the photo below). Please contact Sister Pervise by 2/31/14 to make
your reservations.
*A Political Non-Endorsement*
As you all
know, it is not the policy of the Bored Of Elders or your Pope Guy to endorse
any political candidates for any public office; the reasons for this are
manifold:
One, most
politicians are people that your Popeness would not care to be mentioned in the
same sentence with, let alone provide an endorsement for their crooked,
thieving ways.
Second,
there's no way I'm jeopardizing our tax-exempt status with the IRS to support
some sleazy politician. (This church/Pope gig is the greatest tax-dodge ever.)
However,
with that said, the Bored and your Popester would like to acknowledge and
congratulate Mr. John Key, the Prime Minister of New Zealand, for clearing up,
with his fearless submission to various testing protocols, the issue of whether
or not he is a shape-shifting space reptile (see article below).
We are most
grateful to Mr. Key for his announcement, and thank him for his candor.
*Teen Club Outing Announced*
Deb Utant,
President of the AJATTWC's teen club, Teens For John, has announced an outing
for all interested TFJ members, and those interested in joining the club, to
the upcoming concert of the new boy-band pop sensation, Jump Up Yours (see
photo below); the concert is to be held downtown at the Concerts R' Us facility
on March 21st, which is also the 312th anniversary of Queen Anne Stuart's
address to the British Parliament. Sister Utant asks that you contact her ASAP,
as tickets for the event are going fast.
*Please Patronize Our Sponsors*
Here is a
partial list of the businesses that help pay for the NOBULLetin and your Pope
Guy's exorbitant salary; please help them out by patronizing their
establishments.
Thanks.
~The Law Firm of Dewey, Cheatum and Howe, Attorney's At Law~
"We're
only in it for the dough"
www.MyAttorneyCanWhipYourAttorney.aba
~Sam's S&M Dungeon and Pizza Parlor~
"Tie
me up and feed me pizza"
227 N.
Bondage Ave.
555-867-5309
~Rose's Special Buds~
Florist and
Medical Marijuana Shop
1356
Copabuzz Dr.
555-456-1111
Ms. Rose
Bush, Proprietor
"...and
blessed are the bewildered, not because they're cool or anything, but because
they can use all the help they can get..."
Apollo 13; Dodgers 6
Love and sermons,
PJTT
copyright 2014 Krissongs Inc.
Thursday, February 6, 2014
This, That And My Brother
I hope you're listening.
(Actually, I decided to leave out the "my brother"
part of this post, since he's fundamentally a self-important know-it-all that
I'm sure you guys don't want to hear about anyway.)
So there.
"Is the present state of the national republic enough?
Is virtue the principle of our government? Is honor? Or is ambition and
avarice, adulation, baseness, covetousness, the thirst for riches, indifference
concerning the means of rising and enriching, the contempt of principle, the
spirit of party and of faction the motive and principle that governs?"
John Adams, 2nd President of the United States, in a letter
to his long-time friend Benjamin Rush, who was not only his physician but the
founder of the eponymous rock group, dated 2/6/1805, or 209 years ago today.
(Okay, the part about "the founder of the eponymous
rock group" was a vicious lie, but the rest was spot on, for then and,
sadly so it seems, for the present day as well. But I promised several of my
loyal followers, mainly my daughter, Fred, that I wouldn't comment on politics
anymore. Well, maybe occasionally.)
As the leader of an international faith (yes, I am Pope John
The Tall, head of the All John All The Time World Church and Currency Exchange;
see the explanation at the top of the page for how this travesty came into
being), I feel it's my duty to my flock to not only spread the word of the
"soothing balm of Johnism", but to keep my finger on the pulse of
current events in our world today, and to comment, and hopefully shed light on
these sundry mysteries, for the betterment of my dedicated followers.
With that thought in mind, I have gleaned from my readings
of the local newspapers and various Internet media outlets a number of items of
which I feel the members of the AJATTWC should be aware.
Accordingly, in no apparent order that I can discern:
~Did you know that electricity travels through wires at the
rate of 700 MILLION MILES PER HOUR? That's WAY faster than the Speed Of Aroma,
a measurement that has been commented upon here in the official AJATTWC blog on
quite a few occasions previously. At that rate, electricity would still take 18
minutes to pass through the drive-up at any McDonalds, anywhere. (FYI, I
learned this bit of trivia from a Jeffery Deaver novel I'm currently reading,
literature being a huge source of scientific data for me.)
~The Denver Broncos were the victims of a botched snap from
their starting center, Manny Ramirez, on the first play from scrimmage of Super Bowl XXLVGQPRS
(and the game was essentially over at that point), and I have to think that choosing an
almost 41-year old ex-baseball player and proven abuser of PEDs for your
offensive line has to be asking for trouble; John Fox, what were you thinking?
Hang on, the Popephone is ringing...
"PJTT"..."hey, Mike, what's
up?"..."oh, that's not the same Manny
Ramirez?"..."oh"..."yeah, okay, I better change
that"..."yeah, thanks, almost slobbered a bibful there, didn't
I?"..."yeah, you too, see you later."
That was my consigliore, the Right Reverend Monsignor
Michael Jordan (no, not the one that went to North Carolina); he tells me that
the Manny Ramirez who plays for the Broncos isn't the same misguided cretin who
screwed up his chances to get into the baseball Hall Of Fame and totally
embarrassed himself at the end of his career Manny Ramirez.
Sorry; okay, moving on...
~I called a doctor's office last week for an initial
appointment, needing to establish a new physician for myself, having returned
recently to the frigid climes of Northern Illinois from the warm and sunny San
Fernando Valley area of L.A. The young lady who answered the phone was very
nice and very professional, but after I explained that I was a new patient, the
first question she asked me was whether or not I have health insurance. Not how
did you learn about Dr. X, or how did you come to call our office, just, can
you pay? And I thought to myself, Pope, whatever happened to the Hippopotamus
Oath that doctors must swear to uphold when they complete medical school? Where
does it talk about, get the money info before giving treatment, huh? Geez.
~40 kids at a Utah elementary school had their lunches taken
away earlier this week and were given a piece of fruit and a carton of milk as
a replacement after lunchroom employees of the school district determined that
the 40 children didn't have sufficient money in their "lunch
accounts" to pay for the meal. Nice work, Utah school staffers; I
personally appreciate how you're guarding our tax dollars (even though I don't,
and wouldn't, live in Utah, the home of a lake named after a condiment and a religion
whose guardian angel is named "Moroni", which is Italian for "we
need to increase contributions"), by ensuring that no innocent, hungry
child gets away with cheating the system for a free meal.
~A poll in the "What Do You Think?" portion of the
website MSN.com posed the question recently, "Should Justin Bieber Be
Deported To Canada?" The results were as follows:
-86% (EIGHTY-SIX PERCENT) responded with a resounding
"Yes"
-5% thought he was "valued here" (drug-sellers,
apparently)
-3% said they were "not sure" and
-6% asked "who is Justin Beiber?"
One can only hope. (By the way, all of the above is true; I
didn't make up any of it, and I'm not above occasionally "inventing"
facts, if it serves my purpose.)
~A lawsuit was brought in federal court last month by a
resident of Cincinnati OH, Amy Herbst, and her husband, former Army Staff Sgt.
James Herbst, alleging that a botched episiotomy performed on Ms. Herbst during
the birth of their son at a military hospital caused her to suffer
"incontinence" and "excessive gas", and that the
uncontrolled flatulence has rendered her unable to continue as a mezzo-soprano
for the Nashville Opera Company, where she has been a member of the ensemble
since 2012. The couple is seeking $2.5 million in damages and costs. What was
most striking to me about this article was the fact that Nashville has an opera
company other than The Grand Ol'. I'm also thinking this gives new meaning to
the phrase "singing from your diaphragm".
~I cannot help but think that there are a goodly number of
you, oh dedicated followers of your Pope, that have thirsted your entire lives
to obtain the knowledge of how to make a paper airplane fly continuously. Since
I see it as one of my duties as your spiritual leader to help satisfy desires
such as these, please see the link below (below) for an explanation of how to
achieve this pinochle of aeronautical success.
You may thank me later.
~And lastly, and not a moment too soon I'm sure, speaking of
Justin Bieber, and I'd really rather not, here is "Stone Cold" Steve
Austin's remarks on how he would handle the current Bieber controversies.
Love and miscellany,
PJTT
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