RX: "Oh, I have an idea for a comedy sketch, where Sarah Palin and Piers Anthony start out arguing and end up having mad, passionate sex..."
Me: "Wait..."
RX: "She calls him a horrible little man, and Piers Morgan calls her 'Mama Grizzly'..."
Me: "Ah. You know you accidentally said 'Piers Anthony' and not 'Piers Morgan' there at the start, which is why I was confused and had no idea where any of this came from. I mean, there I was in the cave but I had no way of tracing from where I suddenly was back to daylight."
RX: "Piers Morgan, Piers Anthony... Anyway, Sarah Palin and a horrible little man..."
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Overheard in the Hallway...
I am walking down the hall to get a cup of coffee. As I pass the bathroom door, roomie's showertime monologue comes wafting over the metaphorical transom:
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Ha!
To this day it still baffles me the number of people who actually believe she said "I can see Russia from my house".
Well, Scott, you know the one about the lie making it around the world before the truth gets its boots laced up, right?
Yep. so many lies about a reasonably able woman. You would almost think that the feminist ideal of woman power must have a shelf life, or at least some stamp of approval.
I would predict Piers leans towards the fey side of the fence.
There is no scorn like the scorn the media has for someone who becomes popular without their approval.
But, I *like* Piers Anthony! His books were wonderful distractions from my dead-end, minimum wage job while I was failing college.
And my grandad infected me with a love of horrible puns, so the books were extra sniggly.
For comedic effect, I prefer the SNL skits where Janet Reno and her thuggish troopers repeatedly break into parties, only to have Janet start dancing uncontrollably, overcome by the music.
Sarah Palin has enough kids to demonstrate that her sex life was at least of significant duration, and despite her acceptance of running with McCain I can't see her going gaga over a human cipher of a broadcaster when she has all the men in Alaska to choose from, first.
Sklutch, have you read Spider Robinson? His Callahan stories got me through the 1970s... I was going to say sane. Anyway, they got me through the time of plaid polyester.
Stay safe
Mmmmmmm, Callahan's Cross-Time Saloon...much goodness. And a decent RPG, if memory serves.
Call me shallow but I find that scenario intriguing.
Which one?
The saloon w/ RPG or the "Who's Nailin' Paylin" remake. ;)
On people's commentary above, I've seen Facebook Friends of the Kneejerk-Progressive/Canadian-Socialist stamp do this thing.
They see a link from a satire site claiming Palin or Bachmann or some other Certified Other has done something stupidly insane, and they think it's "real" and proves how "stupid" the Other is.
And when its falsehood is pointed out they just blithely go "yeah, but I know the Other is stupid anyway!"
I don't have the heart/ability to deal with it to point out that pretty much the entirety of the reason they believe the Other is stupid (or indeed "The Other") is exactly that kind of thing.
I don't know a cure for that, sadly.
I am unfamiliar with Piers Anthony, what is the problem with him?
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