Mayor Attacks Obama for Preempting Charlie Brown X-mas in America’s Fartland

Mayor Attacks Obama for Preempting Charlie Brown X-mas in America’s Fartland

Arlington, TN—Arlington Mayor, Russell Wiseman, one of the three Mayorial Wiseman  who brought the gifts of holiday reruns to Jesus, is complaining about the decision to preempt Charlie Brown’s Christmas Special with, as Wiseman put it, “Obama’s Afghany War, Muslim bullshit” (OAWMB).

As the only adult in the room, President Barak Obama responded to the Tennessee mayor’s criticism thusly, “Mwwaah-mmm-mwa-mwa-mwaa-hmmm-mw-mwa-mwaa.”

He then added, “Mayor, I am going to hold this football and I want you to run and kick it as hard as you can.”

Obama then added, “Peanuts?  You want to talk about Peanuts?  Try looking at your federal budget next year, Mayor Burgermeister Meisterburger.”

Both Charlie Brown and the Burgermeister Meisterburger were unavailable for comment. 

It Might Not Happen Tomorrow: So Keep On Polluting

Mick Zano

With Climategate emerging and Al Gore’s ‘world fever’ breaking a bit, It could happen tomorrow might now be renamed It could happen next Tuesday around dinner time. Of course, this is a long title that could use some editing, but the four main points won’t change on this topic: 1) there are earthly cycles that we don’t fully understand, 2) man’s impact on this phenomenally complex system is not fully understood, 3) pollution = bad, and 4) strange things certainly are afoot at the Circle K. 

The green movement does have the distinct disadvantage of being run by morons, but they still have a leg up on the people attacking them (start urinating now).  But my focus on this issue has always been this: how did Dennis Quaid, in Arctic conditions, walk from Philadelphia to NYC in about ten minutes to save his children with only tennis shoes strapped to his feet? 

Here’s the other important point: no matter how you slice it, pollution = bad.  Bush rolled back four decades of environmental laws.  If global warming is a myth, I still don’t want Earth resembling northern New Jersey any time soon.  But who does need a house out in Hackensack? 

It seems the weather cycle is dipping a bit.  So what?  Shit is still happening and even little changes over long periods could have chilling effects (pardon the pun). If It Does Happen Tomorrow, it could really screw things up for a hundred thousand years or so.  And that’s Obama’s job!  We’re talking about a few degrees here, peeps.  So the cold snap that has everyone, especially Matt ‘Spinny’ Drudge, convinced signifies the end of global warming is silly. And, sorry patriotards, politicizing the issue with faulty science doesn’t actually change the underlying truth.  Shit, is in fact, happening.

If global warming is wrong then it might be 17° in Kenosha right now.  If global warming is correct, it might be 18° in Kenosha.  We are talking about small changes over long periods.  I never said it was going to happen tomorrow (unless the Viagra script is filled in time). 

I remember watching Sean Hannity discussing the topic a few years back: 

“Global warming?” said Sean.  “It was cold last weekend.  Besides, are we heading for global warming or the next ice age?  Scientists need to make up their minds.” 

Enter my eighth grade science teacher:

“The warming will melt the polar ice caps, stopping the ocean currents (which keep the northern hemisphere warm), eventually resulting in an ice age.”

Thank you, Mrs. Moniere.  Now could you wake up, Sean?  I think he’s fallen asleep again. 

But the facts don’t matter to people infinitely more interested in their stock options and the Americun way of life, which prefers to have Mother Nature grabbing her ankles while MILFs shout ‘drill baby drill’ in the background (sadly, this is all too reminiscent of the websites I frequent).

More recently Glenn Beck had Michael Bolton and this Lord Snobbington-type guy on his program.  Now this guy actually did have some interesting data—changes nothing from my standpoint, mind you—but it was interesting nonetheless.  Lord Snobbington II called for Al Gore to debate him, or shut up. 

Al Gore should shut up and instead I will debate him. 

Your data, Sir Snobbington, champions an impressive twenty-year cooling trend.  Bravo!  It explains and changes nothing. My first four points remain true.  I don’t claim to understand the vastly complex weather trends, nor mankind’s impact on it, but pollution = bad, and something—whether you like it or not, or whether you understand it or not—is happening.  Not tomorrow, right now. I know people from Alaska; the glaciers are disappearing.  The magnetic poles are fluctuating, and somewhere the Ghetto Shaman and Pokey McDooris are being ejected from a local drinking establishment.

In our lifetimes we will witness unmistakable and otentially devastating trends.  The oceans are rising, tornados have doubled in the last fifty-years, and earthquakes have increased to 500% in the last century (Heley, 2009).  The magnetic north pole is wobbling across Siberia like a drunken sailor while there is an unprecedented pause in the usual Chandler wobble (Mandeville, 2005).  NASA is even reporting that the sun’s magnetic field is changing.  The desalination of our oceans is undeniable and is endangering the currents that regulate the entire ocean system (Clark, 2009).  Plasma is entering our atmosphere in unprecedented amounts (Dmitriev, 1997)<, fish are disappearing (Gollum, 2008), and in 2012 Mayan Gods will descend from the center of our galaxy to devour our young (Ghetto Shaman, 2004). 

The fact remains: we are most certainly negatively impacting our environment, and I don’t use dueling adverbs lightly! Do you have any idea how hard it is for Winslow to approve such things?  The discussion went like this, “But, but, but…the Crank gets all those CAPITILIZED SENTENCES!!  If pollution throws our world into a tailspin now, or a thousand years from now, it’s still an important issue that clearly warrants the use of a bevy of dueling adverbs”

“I just heard banjos.  Did you hear that?”

“Just keep paddling.”

Here’s where the right is correct.  Al Gore has politicized the shit out of this issue and scientists are apparently doping the argument.  I warned Al and his ilk about politicizing the issue long ago.  I guess his rationale is “because it’s such an important cause,” or some such.  But if you make up anything, the middle schoolers of the world (like Sean Hannity) will descend on you (and your one misstep) and they will discount all of your conclusions.  Their thought processes are as follows: A Prius may actually be worse for the planet = scrap all environmental causes (right/wrong, good/bad, with us/against us).  The patriotard menace can impact the general population quite effectively, because weez gettin awfully dumm, folks.  Missing the main points is a Fox News specialty.  But the worst thing you can do for any important cause is dope it up. Just think of any Steven Spielberg movie. You’re enjoying the shit out of the thing and then Indiana Jones suddenly falls three miles from a plane in nothing but a raft and somehow lands safely in a raging river.  You took the will and suspension of disbelief and just took my movie experience and did that Mother-Nature-grabb’n-her-ankles drill-baby-drill thing (MNGHADBBDT).

Winslow has just informed me, the above sentence contains the largest lousy acronym joke in Discord history. Shouldn’t balloons fall from the ceiling or something?

Even science is a joke these days.  This Climategate stuff is not unprecedented.  Sure the aluminum and mercury-laden vaccinations are safe, folks, so bring yer young’ns on down. Pharmaceutical companies always seem to fund these studies that, lo and behold, show the efficacy of their product.  So ask your doctor if Zaxcrappia is right for you.

Capitalism has become super capitalism, folks.  Nothing is sacred.  In a similar case, the government fed us a line of shit in the nineties on MDMA (ecstasy).  They showed pictures of holes in MDMA users’ brains.  These pics were falsified, so now any negative government drug study is looked on with more than a hint of skepticism (and rightly so). 

This is also why I am marketing a breakfast cereal called Honey Bunches of Ecstasy, and why I have a bowl of Frosted Mini Shrooms every morning with a balanced breakfast.  The Ghetto Shaman makes the omelets. As he always says, you can’t make an omelet without breaking a few FDA regs. 

What were we talking about?

My train of thought seems to have fallen out of a plane, but luckily it landed safely in this raging river. 

Review time, kids. 

Libertards: Global Warming is caused solely by man’s evil influence. We should go back to living in trees = wrong.

Patriotards:  God is just making some changes, so ignore the melting glaciers because I really need a new Lexus = wronger.

Integralists:  Some major climate changes are occurring, although we don’t fully know why, we should work together to reduce global pollution, preferably without destroying what’s left of our economy in the process = Bingo.

If a Woods Drives into a Tree with Nobody Around to Recount It, Does It Make a Sound?

If a Woods Drives into a Tree with Nobody Around to Recount It, Does It Make a Sound?

Isleworth, Fl—Apparently, it does. First it makes a sound like a golf club repeatedly hitting a windshield, then it makes a sound like crackling fiberglass and splintering wood.   This account comes from a family of squirrels, who, now homeless, are filing a civil suite against the Woods-es-es. 

The Daily Discord is the first major sponsor to be dropping Mr. Woods as a direct result of the incident.

“I can no longer support him,” said the Discord’s CEO, Pierce Winslow.  “A Cadillac, Tiger?  Ram your Toyota Corolla into every damn tree in Florida, but I will not endorse a golf guy who can not drive a Caddy (pardon the golf pun). Besides, who drives around at 2:30AM sober?  There should be a law against that.”

Mr. Winslow also went on to tell the press his intentions to marry Mrs. Woods.

“But when you email me, Elin, please say you’re technical support, or something.  Talk in an Indian accent…Not Hopi, you stupid git, India Indians.  Think of Apu from the Simpsons. Wait, my wife’s coming.  Act casual, say nothing.”

Ask The Ghetto Shaman

Ask The Ghetto Shaman

Dear Ghetto Shaman,

Do you have any forecast for the near future? A lot of people feel some serious stuff is going to go down in the years to come, and I was wondering about your thoughts on the subject.

Thanks!

Jackie O

Hemet, CA

Dear Jackie,

Here’s my forecast:

2010 2011 2012
Sunny Skies Partly Cloudy 50% Chance of Mayan Gods

The Ghetto Shaman

Large Hadron Collider Downed by Refried Beans

Large Hadron Collider Downed by Refried Beans
L. Wolfe

A mysterious hand from the future has once again stymied the Large Hadron Collider at CERN, conveniently located on the border of SwitzerFrance.  Well, perhaps it’s not the hand of the future, but the large intestine of the future.  LHC scientists reported start-up of the LHC has, once again, been delayed as a result of unforeseen circumstances.  A year and a half ago it was a mysterious electrical failure, a few months ago it was a baguette-carrying bird.  Now, it seems, refried beans are the culprit.

“Vell, ve had zis celebration party ze ozer day, and zer vaz ze, how you say,  refried bean burrito?” said one obviously French person.   The next morning the control room was reportedly “a buzz wiz ze gas bubbles.” 

“It brought me back to my old Bubble Chamber days at BHL,” stated another, less obviously French person.  “Those boys could really ratchet up the methane.” 

Various sources attested that the celebration was “a real blast,” but that the atmosphere in the control room the next morning was “qvite toxic.”         

Apparently, the combination of methane and hydrogen sulfide being off-gassed by the control room operators that morning was sufficient to knock out several key sensors in the control room, which subsequently led to massive systems failures, some lightheadedness among the operators, and ultimately a complete shut down of the LHC.

Rumors are spreading the LHC will never be operational again, because it is being deliberately sabotaged from the future.  David Tennent, the star of the popular Doctor Who series has been questioned by authorities.  The first Dr. Who has also been questioned, as well as all of the surviving members of the original Doctor Who series.  Several other Time Lords are also the focus of the investigation, including Scott Bakula from Quantum Leap, the entire cast from Sliders, and the unusually intelligent dog, Mr. Peabody, from the old Rocky & Bullwinkle cartoon. 

The CERN physicists have not ruled out a divine intervention from God (him or her)self and are calling this a “negative miracle” so to speak.  The connection between a negative miracle and dark matter is only theoretical but may involve drinking several liters of warm Tab Cola on an empty stomach.  The Discord was unable to get any comment on this “negative miracle” theory from the Pope (who refuses to comment), but a lower ranking individual did indicate that the Vatican would be open to an investigation into whether or not God, or any of his archangels, did indeed have a hand in the LHC demise.  The Discord staff assumes the Vatican would level any and all appropriate charges in the event there is verified malfeasance and bring Him or Her to justice.

Dick Cheney added “If God is behind this, he is not a citizen of the United States, so He/She should face a military tribunal and then He/She should be tortured repeatedly for information.”

Cheney believes that since God is omnipotent this might take considerable time, but the operation is crucial to U.S. security for highly classified reasons.

Meanwhile, CERN officials indicate it could be months before the LHC is up and running again and it may be even longer before food is allowed in the control room.

Long Island Wal-Mart Celebrates Lack of Black Friday Fatalities this Year

Long Island Wal-Mart Celebrates Lack of Black Friday Fatalities this Year

Valley stream, NY–All went well at the Valley Stream Wal-Mart during Black Friday’s early morning stampedes.

“We’re proud of our crowd control efforts this year,” said Wal-Mart store manager Patty Davy.  “Only a couple of people clawed and kicked for the last Zhu Zhu Hamsters and it certainly was all fun and games until someone lost an eye in aisle seven.”

The store credits the smooth operation on changing the traditional uniforms to Clockwork Orange-style and management’s decision to arm their staff with live cattle prods.

“It also helped that no one had any actual money to spend this year,” said Davy.  “It took the edge off.”

Not all opinions were positive, however.

“It’s the busiest shopping day of the year,” said Nancy Mullens of Valley Stream.  “You have to expect a few causalities of Wal (COWs).”

Another complaint came from Jon Heffron of Long Beach, “Look, this is as close to the Running of the Bulls as I’m going to get in this economy, and I wasn’t even shoved once this morning.”

Other shoppers shared this negative view.

“Black Friday should have an element of danger to it,” said Frankie Devito of Elmont. “When a lifeguard yells ‘shark’, we’re the kind of people who go into the water and drag the bitch onto land and beat it to death with our children.  I mean, not for nothun’, this is Long Island.  Fuck’em if they can’t take a tramplin’.”

Manager Davy responded to the criticism, “It’s true a lot of people wanted to kick it up a notch anyway this year but, out of respect for the dead, we decided to nix having our shoppers climb over mannequins dressed as Wal-Mart greeters.  But next year expect a move toward the stampedes of old, so pack your steal toed boots, bitches!”

Wal-Mart corporate headquarters hopes to ease back into the violent shopping sprees with a trial run in the spring called Tear Gas Tuesday and their Mauled at the Mall Barbie line is set for release in early Fall.   

Happy Cranksgiving: Hey Congress, How ‘Bout a Reach Around?

The Crank

The U.S. Postal Service was established in 1775 – you have had 234 years to get it right; current worth – zero dollars.

Social Security was established in 1935 – you have had 74 years to get it right current worth – zero dollars.

Fannie Mae was established in 1938 – you have had 71 years to get it right; current worth – zero dollars.

War on Poverty started in 1964 – you have had 45 years to get it right, current worth – zero dollars

Medicare and Medicaid were established in 1965 – you’ve had 44 years to get it right; current worth – zero dollars

Freddie Mac was established in 1970 – you have had 39 years to get it right; current worth – zero dollars.

Liberals believing that the government can effectively and efficiently run a nationalized health care program – PRICELESS.

This is the time of year we should all sit around and relive the last year and realize we all have a lot to be thankful for.  Sure, I’m not dead.  My family is healthy and I still have a roof over my head. BUT, at my age, I have worked tirelessly (you try driving for my co. with no tires) for years to get myself in a place where I feel comfortable. I do not want charity, but I also do not need my own government working against me, either.

So here be my Crank You list (holiday edition):

Crank You: Mr. Bawney Fwank for insisting your boyfriend at Fanne Mae start the recession by offering homes to people that couldn’t get a mortgage on a fucking fridge carton.

Crank You: Little Timmy (Barney Fife) Geithner for being asleep at the wheel of the New York Fed while Wall Street Burned. Then telling everybody it was Bush’s fault.

Crank You: Hank Paulson for saving your ex-coworkers asses at the expense of the rest of the world, all the while making sure there would be no “Perp-Walks” for your bff’s.

Crank You: Chris Dodd for thinking of yourself above all else instead of listening to John McCain when he alerted the Senate in ‘05 about the upcoming debacle that would be Fanne Mae and Freddy Mac.

Crank You:  All the Independents that bought the Media Kool-Aid about Obama and now are kicking ME in the ass for it.

Crank You:  Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid for not having one living brain cell between the two of you. Liberal Uber Alles!!

Crank You:  The States of Nevada, California, Massachusetts, Connecticut and Illinois for electing these idiots so they can rule the whole country. Now everyone that lives in the aforementioned states that voted for these bastards come over to me and turn around so I can hit you all in the back of you fucking heads.

Crank You: General Electric Inc. for prostituting your own media outlets, and therefore, bringing about the beginning of the end of all traditional media to further your bottom line by helping get Obama elected while standing to make billions being heavily invested in the Crap-And-Turd thing.

And above all, Crank You: Mr. President, for the being aloof, self important, dimwitted, egocentric, and otherwise evil asshole that you are.

And finally, a big Crank You to everyone out there in the government, working so hard to help me.  They said they were going to help me in my dealings with the credit card industry. They were going to enact strict rules about interest, timelines, etc. Hey, Mahvelous idea, guys. Really! They THEN told the credit card companies exactly what they were going to do, and when they were going to do it, (gee, I wonder why they did that…) so that the credit card companies could race to the post offices with notices of how they now felt they were very “pre-fucked”, and they were taking it out on moi, raising a 6% to a 19%, and making a perfectly affordablepayoff now totally out of the question. Uh, wut?  WOW, I’m starting to feel the love, Nancy dear.

Now, with the HMOs starting to feel the love with healthcare reform being forced into our asses like a cleanout suppository before the Gay Poker Night Extravaganza (GPNE), they made getting healthcare through my wife’s job exponentially more expensive, as it came time to renew the plan for next year. Oh well, I guess that knee replacement I been a waitin’ fer will be put off a-mite. I can always hobble. I’m gittin REAL good at hobblin’. Uh, thanx agin’, there, Harry.

So my plea to Nancy and Harry and Barack and the rest of this F’d-up government is STOP HELPING ME!  And if you insist on helping me any more, how ‘bout a reach around?

Foghorn Leghorn Rocks Holder’s World

Foghorn Leghorn Rocks Holder’s World

Washington, DC – It was history in the making when Senator Lindsey Graham nailed Attorney General Eric Holder’s skinny ass on national television.  It was so cool that I still can’t stand up without bustin’ a zipper. Doing his best “Ahm frum thu south ahn ah tahlk like a Looney Tunes roo-stuh”, Senator Graham asked Holder all the questions he couldn’t possibly answer. The following is an exact quote (but, keep in mind, I was on cold medicine at the time).

“Well now, Ah-say ah-say yah cain’t take a prizzonnuh on the battlefield, interruhgate his ass for ye-uhs without Mirandizin hium, and send hium tuh a Federal cowert fo ah civil triuhl without they-uh being some question as to the legality of the whole sichiashun. That is, uh, unless one wuz to assume they-uh was some unduhlyin agenda for embarassin a previous President to deflect from the current state of affaiuhs, unduhmiuhnin the CIA and our brave boys in unifo-uhm, and possible getting the bastuhds owff on uh technicality. Fuythuhmo-er, If ya start Mirandizin all the prizzonuhs you take on thuh battlefield, that don’t leave a whole lot of wayz or tahm fo-er the CIA to get its intelligence, now does-ah-say-does it, mistuh Holder?”

That was good for me.  Was it good for you?

Ask The Ghetto Shaman

Ask The Ghetto Shaman

Dear Ghetto Shaman,

I am a Shaman.  During an exotic soul retrieval last Saturday night, I journeyed to the Lowerworld and mistakenly tapped into some very dark spirits.  Mistakes were made and, as a result, I may need to enlist the help of a fellow Shaman to return to the Lowerworld and retrieve what I have now lost.

Nagual Miguel

State College, PA

Dear Nagual,

If I understand you correctly, you were looking for some Thai Hookers in the Rathskeller this weekend.  Instead, you found some stout beer on draft that went down a little too well, if you follow.  So you ended up getting into a fight, you got barred, and/or the bar staff still has your credit card.  Been there, done that… 

I believe I can help.  And by help I mean, beat you to the bar, steal your identity, and buy me a bitching jet ski.  Just send me your birthday and SS# and I will get right on this. 

Hope this helps.

The Ghetto Shaman  

Burger King: Just Out of Touch with America or Socialist Cheese Oppressing Nazis?

Burger King: Just Out of Touch with America or Socialist Cheese Oppressing Nazis?
Mick Zano

Nowhere, AZ—Why does Burger King continue their clueless tradition of leaving off the cheese, unless requested, on any of their products?  If this sick and twisted tradition is allowed to continue, the Swiss will surely hit the fan.  I rarely partake in the fast food experience and when I do it is deemed a ‘relapse’ because I have sworn off the stuff several years ago.  But yesterday I drove my sister to Burger King because most everything else in town had closed.  She ordered the sliders for herself and we went on our merry way.  Fifteen minutes later, however, she found herself cheese-less in Arizona. 

In the last fifteen years I hit Burger King only a few times, and each transgression into transfatsylvania has resulted in the same cheese ordering dilemma.  Several years between stops and I invariably forget this sick custom, because the default-order for the rest of America is cheese please.

At Pizza Slut I can get cheese on my pizza and in the crust, at Taco Smell I can get cheese in the Gordita and melted into the taco shell.  And don’t even get me started on Chucky Sleazes. What isn’t the King getting here?  This has been their tradition for over fifty-years.  I like to think when I screw up something, that I would posses the wherewithal to correct the error within a half a century.

What argument could Burger King possibly have for leaving cheese out of the equation?  Are they trying to save us some calories?  If someone is going to Burger King and ordering a Whopper, they have already shifted from the Atkins Diet to the Fatkins Diet.  If you’re throwing care into the wind and ordering a five million calorie sandwich for lunch, who gives a shit about a slice of frigging cheese?

Where are the People for the Ethical Treatment of Cheese on this topic?  How much is the Burger Czar paying them off?  Have it your way?  More like, have it Mao’s way!

Over the course of my life, I have been to countless BBQs and cheese slices adorn the American hamburger from sea to shining sea.  I would say the hamburger is losing to the cheeseburger by a margin of five-to-one at my BBQs.  Sooooo, what compelled the cheese food Nazis to ignore the mandate of the masses?  The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few or the bun.  It’s like opening up the PB&J Hut and going jelly free.  It’s unconscionable!  It’s un-American…it will lead to socialism!  How will it lead to socialism, you ask?  Well, everything leads to socialism according to Fox News, so I’m sure there’s a connection.  After all, what could be more American than American cheese?  Wasn’t Monterey Jack considered for the sixth visage on Mt. Rushmore?  Isn’t string cheese theory unraveling the very mysteries of the universe itself?   

I don’t get it…even the Eat Cheese or Die state of Wisconsin is strangely silent on this topic.  Have they gotten to all of you?!  Is the Burger Czar putting pods under your beds at night that absorb your minds?  Well, that would explain The View

It’s an outrage.  

V for Velveeta!

Now, if you will excuse me, I have a few cans of spray cheese for my next Burger King protest-mural.

Obama Calls China Visit a Success: Annual Fee Waived and Two Late Payment Charges Lifted

Obama Calls China Visit a Success: Annual Fee Waived and Two Late Payment Charges Lifted

Washington, DC—After some brutal negotiations with Chinese officials, President Obama announced to the press he saved the U.S. both the twenty-five dollar annual fee, plus two fifty-dollar late payment charges.  Granted, no progress was made on refinancing or renegotiating our country’s annual percentage rate with our Chinese overlords, but the Obama Administration is hailing this trip as a “major victory.” 

“That’s just the beginning,” said Obama’s Treasury Secretary, Timothy Geithner. “If we transfer our debt over to the EU, they are promising us no interest until 2010!” 

When the Discord’s Chief White House Correspondent, Bald Tony, pointed out how that was only a few weeks from now, Geithner furrowed his brow and stared down at his Blackberry.

“I would much rather shift our impossibly high debt to Europe,” said Obama.  “After all, they just got me that Peace Prize thingie.  It’s the least we can do.”    

By shifting the U.S. debt to Europe, Obama hopes, “The United States can continue to pay the minimum balance, which should bring the Federal deficit to manageable levels by…what century is Star Trek supposed to take place?”

Obama is denying plans to hang an Interest Accomplished banner across the White House lawn to commemorate his historic visit.

“I don’t want to repeat my predecessor’s mistakes,” said Obama.  “I am content to make a whole slew of new ones.”

The Danger and Intrigue of Live Girl Billboards: Turning Road Rage into Road Raging Hard Ons

The Danger and Intrigue of Live Girl Billboards: Turning Road Rage into Road Raging Hard Ons
Bald Tony

This short lived mobile meat phenomenon brought new meaning to the phrase Las Vegas Strip.  The article in today’s Las Vegas Review Journal ‘Mobile Strippers Derailed’ has me both gladdened and sadden.  It is nice to see Sin City has its limits, but on the other hand Live Mobile Strippers!  Damn, I’m sorry to see them go-go.  As a Las Vegas cabbie, I can tell you, the last few weeks the meter wasn’t the only thing going up.  These mobile pleasure palaces brought myself—as well as other cab drivers, pedestrians, tourists, and everyone else in Vegas for that matter—to near Nirvana and to near death experiences.

No matter where the fare wanted to go, I seemed to aimlessly follow the pole dancing darlings (PDDs)—sometimes to the delight of passengers, sometimes to their chagrin.  It was exceptionally awkward when there was a group of nuns in town for an ethics convention.

“Forgive me sister for I have wood.  My thoughts are impure and I…just get the fuck out of the cab!”

Then there was that time “hey we’re late for our flight, where are you going, dude?  Oh…Never mind…follow those girls.”

More than once I heard, “Hey cabbie!  Both hands on the wheel!”

“Sorry, Sister.”

It helps to remind people there are always flights out of Vegas and I usually add, “Where you’re from probably sucks anyway.”

I realized the trick was to get the fare to think it was their idea.  Starting off with a “Wow, would you look at that!” and then guide the conversation and the taxi toward the semi-clad mobile hooters, swinging around poles on the back of a plexiglass enclosed flatbed truck.

For a few great weeks, while it lasted, it was all tits, tips, and traffic—all the while on the books.  Longer fares and longer…er, other things.  The only downside was my tips were being directed towards the PDDs.  Fortunately the childproof locks on the rear cab doors and the sealed Plexiglas around the lovelies kept the tips where they belonged–with me.  No matter your view on stripping, you have to be impressed with women who can dance in heels and bikinis on the back of those trucks amidst LV traffic. It impresses even a cabbie like myself…in more ways than one. As it turns out, the PDDs are legal passengers, so they had to wear seatbelts, which may have saved lives but they sucked as stripper tools (much too restrictive, unless you’re promoting a bondage club).

Oh, and they even had microphones, so you would hear things like “follow us to the strip club” and “tell your friends” and, “Hey, cabbie, both hands on the wheel.  Freak!”

In the end, the stripper mobile went bust (sorry).  With mounting pressure from county commissioners, the strip club finally stopped the mobile flesh parade. Wasn’t that a Doors album?  It was a sad, sad day in Sin City when the axe came down.  The neon does not seem to glow as brightly as it once did, the Bellagio fountains seem not to soar as high, and the Mirage Volcano seems to spew less lava (and several other bad Las Vegas impotency metaphors).

But for a few uplifting weeks, the Las Vegas Strip really was the Las Vegas strip.

Thank you for visiting Fabulous Las Vegas.

Mahmoud Abbas Vows to Rid Palestine of Himself

Mahmoud Abbas Vows to Rid Palestine of Himself

Palestinian Authority President, Mahmoud Abbas, shocked the world by announcing he will not seek reelection. During a meeting on November 6th, Abbas suddenly broke into the famous Groucho Marx song, “Hello, I must be going…” 

When asked why the Palestinian leader was bowing out, he said, “My name is too much like the pop band Abba.  It’s becoming an unnecessary distraction.”

He went on to say how he wanted the people of Palestine to get back to the people’s business, “You know, huddling in fear and lobbing random mortars toward Israel.” 

When asked about the toughest part of his job, he said, “Well, following a creep like Arafat was tough.  His name came with much less baggage.  Sure he was fat and fat was in his name, but at least people didn’t call him ‘The Dancing Queen.’”