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Sunday, April 29, 2012

Tranny-Panties

Re: I.Q. Test. (a) Is this thing on? The President’s recent “hot mic” incident is similar to the expression, “the truest things are said in jest.” The difference between telling the truth and telling a joke is the set-up prior to the punch line. Given that we don’t know what Medvedev and Obama were taking about, the set-up, the punch line relies on established circumstances-like Henny Youngman’s famous “Take my wife…please!” which cleverly plays on the expectation of a set-up, take this or that (as an example), and follows it with the established circumstances that all married men wish they were still single (and all allied countries wish they weren‘t). (That’s just an example, don’t read too much into it.) Since we don’t know the set-up, all we are left with is the circumstances, and the punch line, and around this we each construct our own joke. We become Henny Youngman’s wife trying to figure out if he was serious or just joking-or just trying to get paid. In a world were everyone lies to your face, do you really think Medvedev and Obama didn’t know the mic was hot? Maybe they decided to get into Iran’s and Syria’s heads with just the suggestion of collusion: you know, have them making up their own joke, make them a little more negotiable by making them a little nervous. It appears the truest things are not supposed to be heard-or were they supposed to be heard? (b) Pull!!! The untethered, free-floating abstraction that is the Cain Train continues to linger in the subconscious of the American populous- at least by the Cain campaign’s reckoning. As non-Playboy bunnies rarely appear in the news, I want to take this opportunity to repeat one of my favorite Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. stories: The Smart Bunny. One upon a time, in the meadow, a bunny was born that had an unusually large head. The parents shunned the infant because it didn’t look like their other off-spring but the bunny was unusually smart and found a way to endear himself to the parents, who always remained skeptical and suspicious of him (or her, gender was not specified in KV’s story). The other bunnies were skeptical and suspicious of him as well: the bunny began to think that there was something wrong with him, that he was diseased, somehow, and began to think they were right. He decided that he would hop across the field to the big city where, perhaps, he would meet other smart bunnies and fit-in better. As he approached the mid-point of the field, he was shot-dead by a hunter-who refused to then eat the bunny because of the unusually large head. So it goes. The point of the story is that intelligence is not all that it’s cracked-up to be, that a large portion of isolation and desperation comes with that particular territory and that may cause the intelligent to do something ill-advised just to feel more accepted. So goes the life of the Smart Bunny. Or you could just be a dumb bunny and get ejected by a politician… © Tranny-panties. I have to admit I have an admiration for trans-gendered males: it takes a lot of balls to cut those off, particularly at first, but less as time goes on, one supposes. You just don’t see that kind of commitment that often in the general population. I think those of us whose sexual inclination matches our equipment take that for granted and I have to admire the courage it takes to make that drastic a life-style change. I can’t even cut my hair. I’m putting around in the same car I’ve had for 30 years… So a trans-gendered person is kicked out of a beauty pageant? Correct me if I’m wrong but isn’t the point of a beauty pageant to objectify beauty: to personify, visually, the concept? She is visually a woman, an attractive one (looks like Lisa Kudrow, right?), and perfectly suits the objectification of beauty-but it does rather mess with the masturbatorial fantasy inherent in the concept. I guess that’s the real problem here. There was an episode of “House” where a supermodel became sick because she was actually born a male, with testicles that never descended. In explaining her condition to her father (who was appalled), the Doctor opined, “The ultimate woman is actually a man…”-at least in appearance. Perhaps that’s medically true but I remain skeptical and suspicious (sounds familiar, doesn‘t it?). This whole thing does fit in with my ongoing internal narrative of Canada passively-aggressively messing with the American psyche. Thanks for the new slippery-slope! (d) Thanks Rick!! When I told my 13 year-old that 10 o’clock was bed-time she looked me square in the eye and said, “That’s bullshit-and you know it!” (Okay, that’s not true) Only six more dirty words to go-and it’s only March, there’s no way a couple more aren’t said…and when a politician says something you just know everyone’s going to be repeating it. (You may not know this about me but I’m hilarious when I work blue. I just can’t wait for the convention.) All the Best, TVA. Ps. Did you know what Obama said to Medvedev was just repeating what the Chinese leader Xi said-but Obama didn’t reverse the r’s and l’s as happens with some Asian languages…Aside from Angela Merkel, and a few others, most world leaders have more flexibility, afterwards… think about it. 
(To refresh your memories, Obama was overheard saying, "I'll have more flexability after the election."