The Passing Parade: Cheap Shots from a Drive By Mind

"...difficile est saturam non scribere. Nam quis iniquae tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus, ut teneat se..." " is hard not to write Satire. For who is so tolerant of the unjust City, so steeled, that he can restrain himself... Juvenal, The Satires (1.30-32)

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

REALITY CHEX, OR I GOT THE TRUTH IS STRANGER THAN FICTION BLUES: I read in the papers that an online casino recently bought, for reasons that surpasseth human understanding, I'm sure, a ten-year-old grilled cheese sandwich bearing the image of the Blessed Virgin for the sum of $28,000. I had to read the article twice, just to make sure my eyes were not deceiving me. But no, they weren’t; this is an actual news story carried in an actual newspaper on an actual day that is actually nowhere near the first of April. I suppose I could mock this event until the cows come home, making rude remarks about Jesus appearing in the cream cheese to change water into Diet Coke or Moses popping up on a Big Mac to divide the lettuce from the pickle and to let the Chosen People pass through the Red Sea of ketchup into the dessert of Sinai, but really, what would be the point? Sometimes reality is better than anything you can think up and this, I think, is one of those occasions.


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