Posted 6:34 PM by Gene

A FEW IDLE OBSERVATIONS:

At a local Rong-Aid, America's Most Mismanaged Drug-Store Chain, a poster boasting of its luxury boxes at IGGLES games (and twenty-two other NFL teams', no doubt): "IT'S MORE THAN FOOTBALL!!!!!" Maybe that's the problem.

At the next-door Wawa, where we weekly sample Barron'S, the rag that put bull in the language, we found a disciple of GEKKO KUDLOW's named Hennessy, who smiled, "[T]he perception is companies are losing money and everyone is losing their job, when in fact companies are profitable and 90% of the nation is employed!!!!!" (Profitable overemphasis added.) This was right after a statement by a fellow wheeler-dealer named Paulsen who used a favorite Wall Street Casino euphemism, gassing the word "SECULAR" for our nation's long-term unemployment problem when he clearly meant CHRONIC. This is why many take the Wall Street Casino for kindling, and look in vain for a match. Needless to say Alan ABelSon's rag thinks the Dow will go to 200,000,000. Needless to say our unemployment rate won't budge.

Nearby a poster touted a two-night stand for some FRINGE entertainment about phone sex. Given we found it on South Street this, we imagine, is FEMINIST PR0N. Feminist pr0n is pr0n with an unhappy ending; it's pr0n with a message, it's pr0n for EMPOWERMENT. In short, it's a pill that needs the pill. This one is sponsored by some sort of "501 (c) (3)" organization for prostitutes, meaning somewhere it's on the FRINGE for His Omnipotence. We well recall "PR0N STARS FOR KERRY", and though it long vanished into memory's rathole the rodent droppings remain. (Although another of its sponsors is an outfit with the droll name OhMiBod -- a maker of musical vibrators.)

At a store specializing in om, where two comely ladies do an eternal yoga dance on a CRT, we spotted the Mova Earth Globe, a small political orb that rotates with invisible power, albeit not on a tilted axis (that would be neat). We stopped to see which cities were on it. Philadelphia wasn't. Columbus was. Somebody never visited Planet Earth.

At the Quonset Hut, two posters, one boasting of a new work to be performed by (or despite) our Orchestra: an "Internet Symphony No. 1" ('Eroica')." (!!!!!) We imagine 200 simultaneous wrong numbers by fax machines. (This "premiered" on YouTube.) On another we learned a certain Keillor, the Mark Twain of NPNTR, and THE Mark Twain of our time until four or five other Mark Twains came along, is lectur -- appearing at the Hut a week from Monday. We would not want to be inside Mark's brain the Wednesday prior; we'd be rotisseried to death.