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  posted this photo of this weird bumper sticker yesterday, and I admit I’ve probably been thinking about it more than I should. On the one hand, I think our political discourse should brim with healthy debate, on the other hand I can’t honestly say I consider this “healthy.” Like Urbaniak, I’m guessing that the author of the sticker has some serious issues, I mean besides his or her poor grammar, spelling and punctuation.

In any case, I’ve decided I’m going to take this bumper sticker and run with it until it becomes the next “All Your Base Are Belong To Us” or “I’m In Your _____ _____ing your _____.”

Looking at the weird spelling of “daughter,” it occurred to me that perhaps the author of the sticker is not just a bad speller but is actually dyslexic. So, playing around with the word order, I thought perhaps the message might read “YOU! TELL US (FRIGID BITCHES) WHAT ELSE MUST [Y]OUR DAUGHTER HILLARY MUST DO TO BECOME PRESIDENT?” The author being a member of “Frigid Bitches,” a sub-group of the Skinny Bitch movement — in addition to eating more healthfully, the Frigid Bitches I imagine also abstain from sex. If we remove the “y” from “your” (keeping in mind the author’s dyslexia) turns the message into a humorous feminist message of empowerment.

Then it occurred to me that perhaps the misspelling of “daughter” is deliberate, and is meant as a signal, that perhaps the entire sticker is actually an anagram, in a bit of political intrigue designed to be appreciated by fans of The Da Vinci Code. I whisked myself off to The Internet Anagram Server and typed in “TELL US YOU FRIGID BITCHES”.

Instantly a very different message emerges: top of the list, “HERBICIDE FLOUTS GUSTILY.” I’m not sure what the word “gustily” means, but clearly this is a message in favor of organic farming, an important issue in Santa Monica. Or perhaps it’s “DECIBEL FUSSILY OUTRIGHT”, the beginning of a message about noise pollution, another important Santa Monica issue.

“YOUR DAUGHTER HILLARY”, on the other hand, yields over 50,000 possibilities, my favorite being “A HARDER YOGURT UH LILY”. So we have “HERBICIDES GUSTILY FLOUT A HARDER YOGURT.”

“TO BECOME PRESIDENT”, on the other hand, yields almost 60,000 possible combinations, the most direct probably being “BISECTED EMOTE PORN.” Put together with the first two, gives us “HERBICIDES, GUSTILY BISECTED, EMOTE, FLOUT A HARDER YOGURT PORN.”

What else? Well, “what else” indeed? “WHAT ELSE” yields 142 possibilities, the most likely being “HATE SLEW” or “AW, SHE LET” or maybe “LAW SHEET.”

Which gives us “AW, SHE LET HERBICIDES, GUSTILY BISECTED, FLOUT, EMOTE A HARDER YOGURT PORN.” Which doesn’t make that much sense, but it’s still more direct than the original message.free hit counter script

Hmmm

Senator John McCain, in addition to being a liar, panderer, cheat and moral vacuum, apparently has a problem with eligibility.

Hailing, as he does, from the great state of Panama Canal Zone, there is some genuine concern as to whether or not McCain can legally run for president. The law, for reasons that apparently remain obscure, states that only “natural-born” citizens of the US may become president. To me, the phrase “natural-born” is vague in the extreme. Does it mean that only Americans born on US soil can become president, or does it mean that only citizens who have received a “natural birth” may become president? Is it foreigners who are being kept from achieving the highest office in the land, or babies delivered by caesarian section? Were the founding fathers concerned about Hessians taking over the white house, or McDuff, from his mother’s womb untimely ripp’d?

The media likes McCain, for some reason, and I’m guessing he will be allowed to run for president because there’s enough gray area in the law to make people say “well, the Panama Canal Zone, on a US military base, it’s practically the same thing, why are you splitting hairs?”

My theory: the GOP has already wadded up this election and hung it out to dry, they know McCain doesn’t stand a snowball’s chance, and they’re using his quasi-legal candidacy to create precedent for Schwarzeneggar to run in 2012. You read it here first.
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Spielberg: The Name of the Game: L.A. 2017

WHAT DOES THE PROTAGONIST WANT? Glenn Howard is some kind of media mogul. He has, literally, fallen asleep at the wheel and driven his car into a ditch. He awakens to find himself thrust 46 years into the future. He wants, logically enough, to know how this came to pass.

WHAT DOES THE PROTAGONIST GET? Although the people of the future are puzzled as to how Howard got there, the powers that be are happy to have him and generously show him around the LA of the future. As the philosophy of this new society gradually comes into focus, Howard becomes radicalized and eventually recruited by a revolutionary society.

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