2 Ways Air Escapes the Body
Fundamentalism and its Malcontents
“I just think Ubu Bush has the most awesomest values, dude.” - Candy Hyperdermic
Although it can argued that air may escape from various regions of the human body, there are clearly two that predominate. The upper escape, and the lower escape. All air cares about is escaping. It matters not, to the air, from which portal it makes its egress.
Or does it?
This brings us to metaphysics and navel-gazing, which is a paygrade above where we are allowed to go, and so let’s just stay superficial here, and stick to the original premise that air, regardless of its attitude, escapes our bodies. Out the mouth and nose, or out the fundament.
Those whose air escapes mostly out of the fundament, are called fundamentalists. And their flatulences can be heard cracking from AM talk radio, from santorumonious politicians, and from puppets of the plastic pulpit — the wise and holy Phatrobertson and the one they call Foolwell being chief among their head flatulators.
The mephetic phosgenes spiral and dance around their bloviant poverties and create an atmosphere inconducive to rational thought or even irrational exuberances, about which they set themselves up as killjoys, buzzkills and kindergarten teachers.
What is a reasonable hominid to do?
The New Dictation
What makes matters worse is The New Dictation. Dictators have now garnered the support of Churchianity and Big Media, and are now fascizing the bundle into a weapon hard to dodge. And yet bullshit has a way of being smelt. And lowhole flatulences are not of a different class. And this is where blogs come in. We bloggers have an opportunity to cut through the smoke, so to speak, and signal from the proverbial flames. While it lasts. Lord knows, if it weren’t for candidates having blogs, blogs might already be history. Instead, we are making history.
How to Thump a Bible
or
Foolwell’s Guide to Churchianity
In the ’60s there was an influential little book called, “Black, Like Me”, about a young Caucasian who smeared on the brownface, stuffed his pants, and wolla! An African-American! Although I believe the term was Shaft.
Perhaps it is time to put on the hingehead, constrict the lips, infiltrate a few groups, and create a series of “Fundamentalist Like Me” books. Understanding Churchianity from the inside, might be a good place to start. I was brought up in the Christian church, but what I see pullulating from the plastic pulpits is an alien creature.
Seeing Godot Out
Once it is understood what this alien creature, this Godot, is all about,
it will be much easier to see him out.
One Million Years Ago Today
One million years ago today, there was no Jesus, no Mohammed. And yet the world was able to live another million years. Will we exist a million years after?



“The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.” — L.P. Hartley