Friday, March 24, 2006

A Spaniard In The Works

No John Lennon did not fight in Spain, but he did make two nods to the conflict during his Public Life. In 1967, taking a break from The Fab Four, he traveled to Spain to shoot "How I Won The War" playing the ironic "private Gripweed" (who else?) . Obstensiously about WW II, it actually looked more like the Spanish Civil War, and Lennon, ironically enough, played a cockney fascist, whom were scarce after the Blitz. The second nod was from his first book "A Spaniard in the Works. The title plays off a well used British phrase for causing confusion and mayhem...a favorite pastime of "The smart Beatle".

"A Spaniard in the Works "

Jesus El Pifco was a foreigner and he knew it. He had imigrateful from his little white slum in Barcelover a good thirsty year ago having first secured the handy job as coachman in Scotland. The job was with the Laird of McAnus, a canny old tin whom have a castle in the Highlads. The first thing Jesus E1 Pifco noticed in early the days was that the Laird didn't seem to have a coach of any discription or even a coach house you know, much to his dismable. But-and I use the word lightly-the Laird did seem to having some horses, each one sporting a fine pair of legs. Jesus fell in love with them at first sight, as they did with him, which was lucky, because his quarters were in the actually stables along side his noble four lepered friends
Pretty polly one could see Jesus almost every day, grooming his masters horses, brushing their manebits and hammering their teeth, whistling a quaint Spanish refrain dreaming of his loved wombs back home in their little white fascist bastard huts.
'A well pair of groomed horses I must say,' he would remark to wee Spastic Sporran the flighty chamberlain, whom he'd had his good eye on eversince Hogmanose.
'Nae sa bad' she would answer in her sliced Aberdeen, martin accent. 'Ye spend more time wi'yon horses than ye do wi' me,' with that she would storm back to her duties, carefully tying her chastity negro hardly to her skim.
Being a good catholic, Jesus wiped the spit from his face and turned the otha cheese-but she had gone leaving him once small in an agatha of christy.
'One cave she wolf go too farther, and I wolf leaf her' he said to his fave rave horse. Of course the horse didn't answer, because as you know they cannot speak, least of all to a garlic eating, stinking, little yellow greasy fascist bastard catholic Spaniard. They soon made it up howevans and Jesus and wee Spastic were once morphia unitely in a love that knew no suzie. The only thing that puzzled Jesus was why his sugarboot got so annoyed when he called her his little Spastic in public.
Little wonder howeapon, with her real name being Patrick, you see?
'Ye musna' call me Spastic whilst ma friends are here Jesus ma bonnie wee dwarf' she said irragated.
'But I cannot not say Patrick me little tartan bag' he replied all herb and angle inside. She looked down at him through a mass of naturally curly warts.
'But Spastic means a kind of cripple in English ma sweet wee Jesus, and ai'm no cripple as you well known!'
'That's true enough' said he 'but I didn't not realize being a foreigner and that, and also not knowing your countries culture and so force, and anywait I can spot a ample anywhere.'
He rambled on as Patrick knelt down lovingly with tears in her eye and slowly bit a piece of his bum. Then lifting her face upwarts, she said with a voice full of emulsion 'Can ye heffer forgive me Jesus, can ye?' she slobbed. He looked at her strangely as if she were a strangely, then taking her slowly right foot he cried; 'Parreesy el pino a strevaro qui bueno el franco senatro!' which rugby transplanted means-'Only if you've got green braces'-and fortunately she had.
They were married in the fallout, with the Lairds blessing of course, he also gave them a 'wee gifty'as he put it, which was a useful addition to their bottom lawyer. It was a special jar of seaet ointment made by generators of his forefingers to help get rid of Patricks aabs which she had unluckily caught from the Laird of McAnus himself at his late wifes (Lady McAnus') wake. They were overjoyced, and grapenut abun and beyond the call of duty.
'The only little crawlie things we want are babies,' quipped Jesus who was a sport. 'That's right sweety' answered Patrick reaching for him with a knowsley hall. 'Guid luck to you and yours' shouted the Laird from the old wing.
'God bless you sir' said Jesus quickly harnessing his wife with a dexterity that only practice can perfect. 'Come on me beauty' he whispered as he rode his wife at a steady trot towards the East Gate. 'We mustn't miss the first race my dear.'
'Not likely' snorted his newly wed wife breaking into a gullup. 'Not likely' she repeated.
The honeymood was don short by a "elephant from Mrs El Pifco (his mother) who was apparently leaving Barcelunder to see her eldest sod febore she died laughing, and besides the air would do her good she added. Patrick looked up from her nosebag and giggled.
'Don't joke about Mamma please if you donlang, she are all I have loft in the world and besides your mother's a bit of a brockwurst herselves' said Jesus, 'And if she's still alive when she gets here we can throw up a party for her and then she can meet all our ugly Scottish friends' he refleacd. 'On the other handle we can always use her as a scarecrab in the top field'said Patrick practically.
So they packed their suitcrates marked 'his and hearse' and set off for their employers highly home in the highlies.
'We're home Sir' said Jesus to the wizened tartan figure knelt crouching over a bag of sheep.
'Why are ye bask so soon'' inquired the Laird, immediately tecognizing his own staff through years of experience. 'I've had some bad jews from my Mammy-she's coming to seagull me, if its all ripe with you sir.' The Laird thought for a mumble, then his face lit up like a boiling wart.
'You're all fired' he smiled and went off whistling.


Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...


Hey there,
This is completely OT but what's up with that dickwad Nimrod over at the General?

10:50 AM  
Blogger durrati said...

I dunno, fixit, he was teasing Canuck about not being able to get his gravatar working, kinda ticked me off. Then he's got that Ann Coulter grav in addition to the devil dog one...
Other than that he does seem to have some sense of humor, maybe he's not all bad, I just don't know.

3:10 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...

Smells a bit like troll to me. I just can't tell either.

Actually that Coulter avitar is from Joe Don's art work collection that he links to every once in a while.

And the one with the crotch tattoo used to call himself "Slick" Woolly Nelson. The Dog avitar used to call himself Avram "Bull" Goldstein.

So maybe you're right. If they are all the same guy, he has been around a while. But he's been getting pretty nasty in his snark. Maybe he was just crocked last night? Anyway, thought I'd check in and see if you were noticing it too. The Ladies Auxiliary would kill us if we let the trolls take hold in their absence.

3:38 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Yeah, and he wasn't "playfully" poking at gays. If you need ammo against him remind him that in the Bible Esau cut off Nimrod's head. Google "Jasher Chapter 27" if you want to know more. He bears watching...

3:49 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...


The photo on the post JUAN OF THE BLACK AND RED feels like the streets of LA today.

I was driving near a high school around noon and hundreds of Hispanic students came pouring out onto the streets and started marching in protest to the immigration bill.

I just wish they had American flags instead of the Mexican flags they were carrying. I think it would help their case more if we saw them fighting to make America better. But, of the 500-600 kids, unfortunately I didn't see a single American flag. And, sadly, I know that is what the Republicans will latch onto.

4:21 PM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

WCFTM, where was this high school? Apparently the kids came by the county offices in Orange County and some of them were shut down. The offices I mean. I read some R's complaining about it.

[snark]Damn kids, if they feel like marching they oughta join the Army.[/snark]

4:58 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...

I was cutting through Inglewood heading out near LAX. Think it was Inglewood High. I'm never in that area but was dropping something off near there. Also, read that the kids from Los Angeles High and Hollywood High marched on Hollywood and Highland today. They also shut down a freeway in downtown LA.

I hope this is the dawn of a new era where speaking out becomes cool.

5:17 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...


It's getting a litte more heated at the General's. I think the guy is out of line and our insticts were right.

5:20 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

malingering again, dinner at my brther's place will zip over to J.C.'s to see what's going on. Viv la revolution!

5:59 PM  
Blogger Sgt Marks-a-lot said...

Dear ones,

The shit is beginning to hit the fan (all over). This screw up in Iraq over the weekend looks like the beginning of real bad times. It is an ill wind that blows no good but this is looking like a chemical breeze.

Best wishes to current company.



6:58 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Good to see ya, Marks-a-lot,

Yeah it looks bad, but hold a good thought....

7:43 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

Durrati and company-
So there IS a subversive conversation going on here re: The General's Place. I let my inner Frenchman guide me to it.
BTW, it's Cpl. Canuk. Got some thoughts and q's I want to ask MasterDurrati, but just wanted to say hi y'all.

9:01 AM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

In my Unitarian Universalist religion there's a joke in which dead UUs are given a choice between going to Heaven or a place where there's a conversation about Heaven.

Durrati's place, here, is the conversation about The General's Blog.

9:30 AM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

For the last several days I've been alternately too busy or too tired to read the General's comments. I see I missed a big dustup!

9:58 AM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

It was a good one. It's such an interesting site re: unique community mores and rules. Sometimes the snark just comes out of my fingertips, sometimes I agonize for hours over a post- like my Bruce Cockburn one in the Katherine Harris post.
And if durrati's is conversational heaven, then I must say that the General's is hell for trolls.

10:33 AM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...

Hey Duratti-

I sent you an email.

3:26 PM  
Blogger durrati said...


or non-trolls... maybe nimrod was right about a coulpla points he made. Sorry I was late getting here, long work day.Hi Bake, I gotta e-mail...

3:54 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...


I think Nimrod was the one the general banned. That homophobic post yesterday sounded a lot like him using another name. And he hasn't shown up since then.

4:17 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Yeah, but the ladies knew we were on his ass, they're pissed at some one else...

4:40 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

I didn't see the deleted post...just your recap.

4:41 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

Durrati and folks-
It was that poopchuteri guy. If you follow the thread up from someone giving him a pasting, you'll see his comment doesn't exist. It was a particularly homophobic comment that was only up for a while.
That being said, I just left an apology for the ladies on the same long thread. I hate that feeling of being split- over laughing at Joedon's humour and feeling queasy at the same time.
Durrati, my main q. is how did you come to this stuff? Your art perspective, your influences, etc? I know you mentioned your travels in southern Europe as opposed to being in college, but I'm interested in more of your story. For me, that whole area and particularly that aspect of the WW2 conflict, I know so little about. I've read Leon Uris and Wilbur Smith and some others re: that time period, but that's from the Jewish and (south) African aspects. V. curious to hear your thoughts.

6:24 PM  
Anonymous WhattheH said...

Hey bud, you're dating yourself with this post. The Orwell stuff (which I love), the Spanish Civil war posts etc mark you as a scholar. The John Lennon makes you an afficiendo of obscure references, but I love it! Thanks for the chuckle. Just got home, my back is killing me, and I'm wondering why I'm working? Oh, yeah, bills...Damn.
I've spent the last half hour reading through postings and associated comments that I've missed. Well done. It's good to see the folks gathering here and read their stories. Marks is one of my favourites and I've missed him (and Lakshmi of course) on the General's site. Jackie O, WCFTM, Bakelite, Canuk - it's feeling like a great community with incredible folks. Well done.
For a part time job, I'm working full time hours, but I'll be back soon as I can.

6:43 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Canuck and whattheheh, will you return tomorrow for a good response? I am beat. I am very proud of my visitors Whattheheh, a select group indeed!

7:01 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

Thanx, guys. No, Master Durrati, I want your thoughts NOW! You kill me. I always pictured the great artists as being insufferable pain-in-the-asses yet you are the most courteous guy in the room.
Appreciate the inclusion, yet feeling like not much of a part of a great community, if ya get my drift. I hate being the type who looks back at self more harshly than anyone else. Gotta stop this shit. At any rate, looking forward to some chat here.

7:19 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Canuck, I know you be a night owl and Iam offsty to bed. If you look in the Febuary achchives under the post "Girl Skipping Rope" you will find some fascinating thoughts from Marks-O-Lot on the Battle for Stalingrad. Other recommending reading "Abe Osheroff" in the same archive, g'night all.

8:42 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

It's funny, I was on the bus going to the hospital in my first month here and a guy was reading "Stalingrad- The Fateful Siege 1942 To 1943" by Antony Beevor. And he was lost in it, man. I know a good book when I see someone reading it, so I asked. I've known peripherally about that battle from secondary sources here and there, and it's on my list of things my damn library needs to get for me. I've always been interested in reading some first hand accounts of Canadian forces in WW2, but have never found or looked hard enough. It's personal b/c all my ancestry in in Holland (first gen. Canadian). Now that I've said all that, what's your point? :)

9:27 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Just thought you might enjoy reading it, I always enjoy Marks-O's stuff, no matter the subject....

4:53 AM  
Blogger durrati said...


A short answer of your question from last night. Like most everyone else with any education I read Orwell's "Animal Farm" and "1984" in Junior High. I took it a step further reading "Homage to Catalonia in High School. Under the influence of the Beatles and Stones, "Homager" proved especially inciteful. I had developed also an interest in WW II, reading especially Churchill's books on the war. When I graduated "A" school in the Navy at the top of my class I was allowed the pick of my orders. Sixth Fleet Flagship, Gaeta Italy seemed a natural choice. As well as making almost every Mediterranean port of import, I sailed to Barcelona 3 times and also vactioned there on two occasions. With my dogearred copy Of "Homage" in hand I retraced Orwell's steps in Barcelona and also out of it and into the surrounding towns Orwell mentioned. I retain a love for the valient people of Catalonia and wish to reflect that here on my blog. Enough people blog about contemporary politics...

6:03 AM  
Blogger durrati said...

sorry bout the typos, I didn't preview....

6:04 AM  
Anonymous Jackie_O said...

Hello to all!
durrati, I never complimented you on this post and I should have. I know you put a lot of work into this, and I must say, I enjoyed it..mostly the experimental language usage.
I've been reading "Babbitt" by Sinclair Lewis. It's rather startling to be reminded that you're reading early 20th century fiction, perhaps by a passage including a remark about prohibition, when you've been so easily lulled into believing parts of this novel could have been written today.
Otherwise, I did get the John Reed book. I probably won't be able to get past a toll booth, much less be able to board a plane, after ordering that piece of seditious literature.
Could I make a humble suggestion? Could you share your reading list? I particularly liked your choice of WH Auden.
I don't know if you've ever been to "Poets Corner" in Westminster Abbey in London? You can't step anywhere in a church in England without stepping on someone's memorial, but Poets Corner is a sacred place for those who believe in the sacredness of humanity, and we may honor them and their books and poems. I consider it a holy place. If their words were not holy, then surely they were written in their image and likeness.
Charles Dickens is buried there and WH Auden is honored with a memorial as are other great poets and writers of history including Shakespheare, the Bronte sisters, TS Elliot, Chauncer, Bobert Burns, John Yeats..
I hope if you haven't been there, you can all see it someday.

7:55 AM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

That's what I was looking for. It helps fill in some of the experience details that I love gathering about people I respect. Must have been interesting, and I'll say it again- I'll trade my college years for yours anyday. George Orwell's two novels were de riguer for us in Canada in the eighties as well. I wonder if they still are, b/c it's for damn sure they're relevant today.

8:32 AM  
Anonymous Jackie_O said...

Oh Dear, just read the "thread" I believe you were all refering to earlier?
I don't mind the quote. I only regret the whole thing for JC's sake.
Someone made the observation that blogs are very organic or something of the sort, and I think this is true, but a blog is really no different than any other place where people compete for attention and notice from the boss. And everyone wants to be one of the cool kids.
I am getting sick and tired of sexist jokes being considered the domain of the insane. Remove the source and the jokes will disappear. One commentator, while making a rightous stand on behalf of The Blog, made a remark, meant to raise the level of witty insult, by adding the unfortunate word "tourettes" to the discordant noise.
She doesn't know that I have a son with tourettes. He's very successful and found his niche in engineering and computer software design. He doesn't read blogs.
I have never felt comfortable in large crowds. I always worked in small hospitals and clinics and have always guarded my privacy.
I guess I'm telling you this because there is a sort of hypocrisy going on just because we're human and it's just what happens. I don't claim to be above it. Hell, I slog through it on a daily basis.
See, I have tourettes too. I don't swear uncontrollablly. I appear fairly normal, in fact, much to the delight of my frail ego, most people find me very attractive. I'm known as the "kid who got the looks."
It is very hard for me to admit to having tourtettes. I'm sure if you read the average comment section of any blog, you'll understand why. After enduring years of words and stares that hit like rocks, and I could do nothing for my own son, other then support him, along comes another prose prodigy. In fairness to this commentator, it isn't the first time tourettes has been a stand-by joke line, nor is JC's site the only place this has happened. That's the tricky thing about satire. How far is too far? What subject is fair game and whose feelings get lost in the wash?
We've all suffered our own little hell, and if every word has to be measured, then we're doomed.
As for me and my tourettes, I can laugh (it can be funny) and for those who wish, I invite you to laugh with me, not at me.

10:25 AM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

Love your thoughts. I have a story about tourette's I'd like to share from my perspective as a Christian. In the early 90's when I was fighting a corrupt church I had mistakenly gotten involved in in the west suburbs of Chicago, I would spend a lot of off-time at a huge church called Willowcreek Community about 45 minutes north. The story goes that the senior pastor was in the midst of a message and someone in the front row kept giving him the double french salute every once in a while. He held it together and confronted the individual after the message, whereupon he discovered what no one had enlightened him on previous to the service beginning- the gentleman in question had tourette's. Not to blanket-defend organized Christianity, but he was a deeply accepted member of the congregation and continued to be so.
In an act of solidarity, depression and breakdown issues are pretty genetically prevalent in my extended family, which is a partial explanation why, at age 38, I'm on what will probably turn out to be permanent disability up here in ontario, canada, due to a very, very complex diagnosis of an obsessive/depressive (not compulsive) personality disorder, along with moderate to severe back arthritis. For the longest time, no matter where I live, I've kept a postcard of the Far Side cartoon on my wall with the cow on the psychologist's couch- the lady psych is taking notes and the cow is saying: "Maybe it's not me, y'know? Maybe it's the rest of the herd that's insane". That being said, it's nice you're complemented on being attractive, and the reality must be that it makes it's easier to deal with ignorance and prejudice, but the point is that your worth should be based on the fact that you're a member of the human race, period. Oh, the life of an idealist. :)
But at the General's site, like I said earlier in this thread, it can get really dicey at times. The thread where I chose to get involved with JoeDon in attacking Barbara Bush was both repulsive and yet going on a ride with JoeDon can be excruciatingly funny. I feel I've learned a lesson in personal judgement, but there will never be a perfect balance- just an ideal one we can all strive for. Sorry for the longwindedness, folks.

10:54 AM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...

Hey Off-Campus Troops-

Duratti- The homophobic post was a tired old joke about a guy getting picked up by two homosexuals. After they both fart he lets out a squeeking fart and they call him a virgin.

The guy deserved to be banned equally for being cliche and boring as being offensive. At least Hitler and Mussolini were entertaining.

The thing about snark, in my mind, is you need to really be able to see the love behind the mockery for it to play. All satire is only as good as the context with which it is written and read. I personally thought the Bar Bush stuff was more absurdist than sexist. But when it came on the heels of the Ann Coulter spelunking post it did feel like too much.


Don't feel bad. I think everyone has had their say and it will all blow over. (Even thought Joe Don just posted one blasting the ladies. Yikes!) But the fact is, the more on topic we stay the less chance of offending anyone except the jerks being lampooned on the site. The cave that is Barbara Bush's vagina was about three blocks away from the topic.

There are amazing, brilliant, passionate people here and at the General's. A little dust up hopefully just gets us more focused on the subjects the General brings our way. And the goal ultimately is to point out hypocrisy and hopefully help take the country back from the corrupt and greedy. The comedy is a brilliant byproduct but we should remember it is there to service the true goal of the site not the other way around.

Thanks Duratti for letting us chat here on your site. It's good to have an occasional meeting after the meeting with some of the troops.

3:13 PM  
Blogger durrati said...


I came home expecting to get started on a new post and find I have two very interesting comments to respond to! I promise Jacq and all never to quote anything said here any place else. I have never known any one with Tourettes and so cannot comment intelligently on the subject but I would like to think that I would not throw around lightly any illness that causes distress to any group of people. To avoid being a hypocrit myself I confess I used the word "retard" in my box turtle of "Of Mice and Men" the other day without thinking but a couple of hours later it hit me and I thought "why use THAT word when dumbass would do just as well". I am proud of your son Jackie apparently he is not the type to let adversity drag him down.

I know which poster you speak of and I also resented her comments. She has a right to her opinion like everyone else but no more so then everyone else. There seems to be an almost proprietary jealousy of the General's blog by people who have no right to it.

Joe Don is a madman but a very funny one. And I think he in no way considers Ann Coulter and Barb Bush women.Before he spelunks he is careful to describe them as beasts, which of course they are. Even Annti, whom I love, described we three explorers as "little boys afraid of the vagina" (ick-ick) or words to that effect. Not even close.We described these fetid c----s that way because that's what they are. Especially BarbBush whose procreative power has caused the world so much distress.If the Grrrls at the blog are so doctrinaire that they cannot see this, what else are they blind to?

Enough of that. I am so honored that all of you come to my place and tell your stories. There are plenty of places for snark (that word stinkeye hates for some reason), but to provide a place for confidences for the friends that I have made at the General's... I am, as I said before, proud.

Jacq, you asked for a reading list by which I presume means some of my favorites. I will leave out some of the more obvious, Twain, Whitman, Steinbeck (with the exception of Tortilla Flats which every one should read if they have not done so), Vonnegut and so on...

My favorite book as I said on my profile is Gunter Grass' "The Flounder" A riots, raucus and ribald history of the Battle of the sexes from neolithic matriarchy to present patriarchy, as told by a oft-reincarnated man who finds himself over and over, in every life, drawn to the same troublesome and alluring woman. His advisor through time is the magic flounder of myth, who helps him in the beginning to throw off the chains of the matriarchy - in the interest of getting man off the tit (which at the time women had three of) and into the game. The flounder comes to regret his interference however, particularly when he is landed by a boatful of radical feminists (sort of like yours of the other day, canuck) who put him on trial for his crimes against femininity. The reading is dense but rewarding. Grass owns a Nobel Prize for Literature.

English Poets; Blake and Dylan Thomas.
American Poets cummings and Bob Dylan.
Others: Neruda and Lorca of course, Elliot,Baudelaire and Kibran.

A good book to take on a weekend when you want to have something to read but cannot promise full attention: Balzac's Droll Stories. Hilarious escapades in 10 to 20 page chunks of philandering priests, cuckolded lords and magistrates and lusty wenches.

I read "Babbit" many years ago (too many years ago) but rember him as a consevative business man who finally realizes there is more to life than making money and "the right" social contacts. Perhaps you can refresh my memoriy, Jackie.

I love Gore Vidal, "Creation" being my favorite. If I want to laugh out loud it's time for Tim Robbins. I read the Bible infrequently for the beauty of the language. Pushkin fascinates and challenges me, Orwell, of course, (how I wish he had lived long enough to write more).

A more recent fine book is THE AMAZING ADVENTURES OF KAVALIER & CLAY by Michael Chabon. I highly recomment that.

I'll think on it some more and perhaps add to this list later. A new post will be up a bit later, but if you return please feel free to comment again on this thread so our friends can follow our discussion. And, as always, thanx for sharing...

3:27 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...


Maybe I'm crazy but I'm going into the fray to respond to Joe Don. I feel like I'm kind of neutral and might be able to help.

If I'm killed just know that I lost my life because I loved my blogsites.

3:38 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Sorry, FixThis,

You posted as I was writing. I agree with you on most, but the above comment will clue you in where I don't, no use repeating. I am overjoyed to provide this round table. Now I gotta get to J.C.s to see what Joe Don said... I'll strive mightily not to add fuel to the fire...

3:39 PM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

I've observed that nearly any humorous remark can seem tactless to someone for whom the words cut a bit close. A perfectly funny joke involving death might be extremely unfunny to someone who just lost a family member. A joke involving infidelity won't seem very funny to someone who recently found out their partner was "cheating."

I'm just not sure that humor can ever be guaranteed to be inoffensive to all people. I might be wrong about this, but I've thought about it some and it's a very open question in my mind. Does the 100% inoffensive joke exist? Does humor, by definition, consist of things that skate on the boundaries of taste, shock, or boorishness?

3:46 PM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

I was amazed to read here today that the dustup of, what, three days ago? Was still going on.

I almost never continue to read the comments in old posts. Once The General posts anew, I'm off with the new one. Life is just too damn short.

4:09 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

To durrati's subversive group-
What did they call the french underground again? "Le Resistance?". That's my name for this secret blog location. And per durrati's comments about Annti, I finalize realize what you meant- when she drops a bomb, it's f'ing atomic.
thanx- I needed to hear that from someone from the General's.

And for the record, of the three women I've been in love with my life, I not only absolutely adored them, but their "icky" vaginas, as well. And I would put the way I treated each of them up against any guy....;)

4:10 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...


That is the cool thing about the snark practiced at the General's. It has a strong, smart, subtext that rings very clear. In mocking a racist conservative it both cuts to the truth of the foolishness of the person and points out the irony/insanity that these people are in control or are the base of the people in control. The Daily Show and Colbert Report are the same way.

We all own the secret decoder ring to interpret what is really being said.

But ironic humor is a secret language that most humorless Conservatives don't understand. The war will be won by the secret code language of irony. Santorum would not be Santorum if he understood irony. Or Bush, Cheney, Condi, Rummy, etc...

And the most ironic part is that its not funny at all. :-(

4:13 PM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

I hadn't actually read the John Lennon post to which these comments are attached until I saw some references to Lennon in the comments themselves. Then I went and read the post. (I often don't read books from the beginning, either.)

I'm pleased to be able to say that I remember when The Beatles burst upon the American scene, and when I was just a young Lung Mr. Lennon's first book was published. "In His Own Write."

I loved it. John's Beatlehood was always a bit dark for me -- I liked cheerful Paul better -- but John's book enchanted me. I bought it because I was a Beatlemaniac but I loved it because it was marvellous.

I have the original copy even today. In my next comment I'll quote one of the pieces. I just have to choose which one...

4:16 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

Is irony like goldy except made with iron?

4:16 PM  
Blogger WeCanFixThisMess said...


I'm pretty sure irony would be a two sided metal.

You look at it and think it is iron then you turn it over and the other side is platinum.

4:30 PM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

Ok, here's my favorite:

At the Denis

Madam: I have a hallowed tooth that suffer me grately.

Sir: Sly down in that legchair Madam and open your gorble wide - your mouse is all but toothless.

Madam: Alad! I have but eight tooth remaining (eight tooth left).

Sir: Then you have lost eighty-three.

Madam: Impossyble.

Sir: Everydobby knows there are four decisives two canyons and ten grundies, which make thirsty two in all.

Madam: But I have done everything to save my tooth.

Sir: Perhumps! but to no avague.

Madam: Ah! why did I not insult you sooner?

Sir: To late, it must be now or neville.

Madam: You will pull it out for me then?

Sir: No, madman, I will excrete it.

Madam: But that is very painfull.

Sir: Let me see it - Crack! there it be madarce.

Madam: But sir I wished to keep (was anxious to keep) that tooth.

Sir: It was all black and moody, and the others are too.

Madam: Mercy - I will have none to eat with soon.

Sir: A free Nasty Heath set is good, and you will look thirty years jungle.

Madam: (Aside) Thirty years jungle; (Aloud) Sir I am no catholic, pull out all my stumps.

Sir: O.K. Gummy.

4:33 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Not coincidentally, teeth baring in primate displays of aggression and in laughter are similar. Small variations in the position of the lips and in the accompanying sounds differentiate the two displays. Is this a clue to a common neural and evolutionary origin of laughter and aggression? Laughing in potentially aggressive or competitive situations disarms our social companions. On the verge of becoming our adversaries, they pick up from our laughter that the situation is not threatening.

Some need to laugh more. Bakelite just gave me my daily dose.

Thanks Bake!

4:50 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Sir: Let me see it - Crack! there it be madarce. Ha-Ha-Ha!

4:51 PM  
Anonymous Bakelite Lung said...

teeth baring in primate displays of aggression and in laughter are similar

Is that why chimpy's smirk pisses me off so much?

Ok, I see we have a new post above. New thread, kiddies!!! See you at the next stop!

6:17 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

why did you think of chimpy when i repeated "madarce"...r u unammmerican?

6:36 PM  
Anonymous jackie_o said...

Although I do agree that many smart, witty, funny people post at JC. I don't think it's so much seniority that dictates whether a commentator will be embraced by the old guard, but rather conformity. When this is challenged, we see revolution rather than democratic resolution.
This is not to say that blatantly offensive people whose aim is to hurt should not be removed. There is a line between revolution and anarchy.
I hate to say this, but it's a blog. I guess I've never felt I need anyone's approval, other than the blogger. I'd like to have respect, but I can live without that as well. I don't wish to be misunderstood. I want people to like me for who I am, even if that means putting up with an occasional witless remark.
I meant to be fair with Stinkeye by not naming her, only pointing out that if we are to appreciate satire freely, then we cannot cry foul on one issue, while insulting another in the same breath.
I didn't indulge in the latest chatroom behavior scandel that seems to have swept the site. I just figure it's JC's website. If he doesn't mind folks chatting, then who is anyone else to judge. I'd rather spill my guts here.
Thanks for the book titles. I've read some of them. I'm halfway thru Babbitt. There was a Film Noir afternoon on TCM, so, as an aficionado, I didn't get anything done.
Bakelite, Brillant!!
Kidkawartha, I will leave another post. Perhaps drop you a line? I already feel as if I've thrown up in public having divulged so much. I do appreciate your church story and I'm familiar with the place. It's a huge gigantotron megaworship center in Chicago if I'm thinking of the same place. Anyway, that church story made me laugh.

8:25 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

You're welcome, very much so. My blob, sorry, blog, is up, or you can catch my e-mail there as well. See up next thread for another laugh re: that story.

8:37 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Troops, I've thrown another bomb in the dreaded post, called MzNick a man hater...any support would be appreciated...gulp...

8:54 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

Till now, I thought it was me that's struggled with suicidal tendencies, but, c'est dommage. You're the one I dance with, brother. I'll check it out. I am laughing so hard right now.

9:04 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

Gawd, help us everyone...

Tiny Tim

9:25 PM  
Blogger KidKawartha said...

You hint with a sledgehammer, sir! Now if I could only remember the literary reference for that one.

9:28 PM  
Blogger durrati said...

A Christmas Carol....Dickens

10:12 PM  
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9:08 AM  
Blogger durrati said...

Thanks for stopping by, John, hope you come back again...

3:38 PM  

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