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Writing

This is where we write things. You might even say it’s this site’s reason for being.

Dust Jackets

The 1977 film Capricorn One posits a flight to Mars being faked on a film set.  What Dr. Robert Pritchard’s book presupposes is, what if it were a hoax?  What if this movie was, in fact, never filmed, and the true hoax was not the flight to Mars but that someone hoaxed a movie about … Continue reading »

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The 39 Fluid Identities

The Scene: An isolated  manor house on the windswept Yorkshire moors, 1920’s. A: Don’t you realize, Margo, that this sarcophagus is the very one stolen from the British Museum on the same night that the dastardly master criminal Rene Dastard escaped from Reading Gaol? B: But Lamont, surely you don’t suspect… A: But I do, … Continue reading »

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This Whole Idea

Ron Paul quotes: This whole idea that the whole Muslim world is responsible for this and they’re attacking us because we’re free and prosperous, that is just not true.   This whole idea that we have to be in 130 countries and 900 bases . . . is an old-fashioned idea.

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Captain Ethnic

Garbed in a white polar bear fur parka, with his trusty harpoon Innuvalieut in his hand, the Icicle gazed across the vertiginous topography of Manhattan with an icy gaze from the igloo on the roof of the Hudson’s Bay Company Building.  Somewhere in that city the evil mastermind known only as The Viking was preparing … Continue reading »

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A Few Good Chincillas

It isn’t all fluffy bunnies and puppy dogs in the animal control biz. Well, there are a lot of fluffy bunnies and bathtubs full of puppy dogs, but there’s a darker side, too, and not dark like some nice shade to get out of the sun before you catch a raging case of melanoma, but … Continue reading »

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Mr. Bokchito

In the cool morning air, Mr. Bokchito boarded the computer-run monorail and settled into a seat.  He unfolded a newspaper and read it while the train accelerated with whisper-quiet efficiency.  Through he was completely familiar with the landscapes of his daily commute, he glanced out the window from time to time, and it was after … Continue reading »

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DFW RIP

Even now, it’s hard to believe he’s really dead.  Not because his suicide is a priori implausible, but because the Liberal Lamestream Media™ can’t be trusted.  When a shooting star falls, we mourn its loss, even though we know it’s in a better place—namely, incinerated during its passage through the atmosphere. Where was I when … Continue reading »

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Shopping List

1) Several hand towels. 2) Several rolls duct tape. 3) One liter bottle of halothane fast-acting soporific.

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Epileptic Trees

Some masterpieces can only be appreciated by digging deep beneath the surface by superintelligent persons such as myself.  If you’ve seen these movies, you probably thought they were straightforward, because you are not as smart as I.  You just have to watch really, really carefully.  It’s all there!

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Topical Humor

New Coke, have you heard of this?  I used to have some old coke in the trunk of my car but the judge said I couldn’t keep it.  Who would win in a fight, New Coke or Crystal Pepsi?  I say Pepsi, cuz nobody can see it.  It’s invisible, this stuff.  I thought I was … Continue reading »

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