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Mostly Harmless, 1992
For lunch I went to Potbelly. I had a tuna sub, not because I was raised Catholic, but because I wanted one. When I went to pay for it the woman at the counter asked me what I was reading. I said "The Russian Revolution." She said "Never heard of it." I quickly responded, "But you've heard of the revolution, right?" She laughed nervously and said nothing. Very strange. I then sat outside and ate and watched a very unenthusiastic protest march by. Now I am working and I am still tired.
—Douglas Adams
Mostly Harmless, 1992
For lunch I went to Potbelly. I had a tuna sub, not because I was raised Catholic, but because I wanted one. When I went to pay for it the woman at the counter asked me what I was reading. I said "The Russian Revolution." She said "Never heard of it." I quickly responded, "But you've heard of the revolution, right?" She laughed nervously and said nothing. Very strange. I then sat outside and ate and watched a very unenthusiastic protest march by. Now I am working and I am still tired.
posted by utchmynitz at 3:31 PM
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You know, we could use some links over here...
For instance, if you like gonzo journalism, read this:
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2006/4/12/24219/8100
An excerpt:
"These are some facts I have witnessed and learned through my employment. Take it at face value, believe it or don't believe it, because I'm not providing corroborating pictures, details, or evidence beyond my own testimony.
Homeland security buys in bulk and at great premium millions of dollars of useless personal appliances from China, such as rice cookers, nose hair trimmers, massage wands, and heating pads, boxes them up, and buries them in railroad shipping containers in the Arizona desert for no reason whatsoever other than to spend its budget and prevent sub-agencies from getting the funds. I suspect that the money goes to a middleman in order to secretly siphon funds into foreign organizations which we can't support over the table, but this is just me trying to find a justification for this massive and intentional government waste.
Donald Rumsfeld needs to wear iced underwear because of some medical condition, and he has his secret service detail hold his spares. He was recently getting uncontrollable long-term erections and had to change up his medical treatments. The underwear and the erections is why he uses a standing desk, not because he is some super-man. He also wears nylon stockings, not because he's gay, but to control some vascular problem with his legs which causes him intense pain.
President Bush uses anti-depressant medication, a lot of it, at a stupendous dosage, and he is hiding it from the American public. This is the real reason he stopped drinking. Because of the dosage, he is also impotent.
Tom Ridge carries 20 credit cards with him at all times, each one with a very low limit. I have never heard of him using one, ever, but he has them. He also wears his socks inside-out, and will flip the fuck out and walk strangely if he is forced to wear them properly, because it drives him crazy. All of his socks must be laundered right side in and then turned inside out before they are returned to him. He gave specific instructions about handling his food, and not allowing his vegetables to touch any other food item on the plate. His utensils must be steamed over boiling water. He will not eat soup which hasn't been boiled within the past 20 minutes or which he has not prepared himself. If any of these rules are violated, he flies into a rage, turns beet red, and will not eat a single thing. He has his personal attendants confirm over and over that the food is as he likes it. He also shaves his forearms and hands because he can't stand the idea of body hair on his arms. He demands that his bedsheets are bleach white and changed fresh every night and he sleeps in a separate bed in a big, tight, body-length nylon sleeve, with a fan blowing over him at full power. He is terrified of animals which have fur or hair longer than one inch, and will not go near curly hair of any kind, even on people. At one time he ran from his office and demanded that someone look under everything for a rodent which did not and could not exist, then he had the entire place wiped down with disinfectant and vacuumed twice. While this was done he couldn't even bear to look at the door, or come within 20 feet of his office. He was in hysterics."
And it just keeps going like that.
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