The Five Stages of Yankee Grief

“We lost to the Dodgers in ’55.  I blame myself.  I was up all night before game seven with some Swedish girls, Liberace and a suction machine and it affected my performance on the field.  But hey, at least I didn’t end up with syphilis like Mickey.” ~ Yogi Berra

the hallowed halls of Yankee Stadium

And so once again the Yankees have shocked the civilized world by losing in the first round of the playoffs.  As I check my inbox I find many words of encouragement and concern.

Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad writes, “Manhattan Infidel so sorry about the Yankees.  They lost because they just can’t move runners over.  And because AROD is a Jew.”

Vice President Joe Biden writes, “The Yankees will definitely lose to the Republicans.  Just like my daddy, Mr. Obama will.”

And Olivia Wilde writes, Olivia, satisfy the Manhattan Infidel.  It’s your patriotic duty!I don’t get it.  How many times do I have to kick you in the groin before you leave me alone?”

A love like ours will never die Olivia.

But anyway.  Onto the Five Stages of Yankee Grief.

  • Stage One:  Denial.

In Stage One your grief over the Yankee season ending is still a fresh, raw wound.  You feel helpless and violated, like the last time you were tasered by the NYPD for exercising your constitutional right to public nudity.  In a high school.  In the girl’s locker room.  While wearing a ski mask. While doing your best Richard Simmons impression. You will find yourself saying “It’s okay.  Nothing happened.  When I wake up tomorrow the Yankees will be champions.  And I will find my other testicle.

  •  Stage Two:  Anger.  And hookers.

In Stage Two your initial denial has given way to a deadly rage. Children avoid you in the street.  Suicide bombers defer to you. Michael Bloomberg lets you smoke in public and eat sugary foods. Unable to contain your  rage you head to your local bar (Fitzgerald’s Pub) and do what all manly men do in a situation like this.  You put Journey on the jukebox and cry.  You attempt to pick up a hooker but she only takes cash which you need for the jukebox.

  • Stage Three: Bargaining.  And hookers.  Especially bargaining for hookers.

Stage Three involves hope.  The hope that by Spring the Yankees will have found some players under 40 to play third base and shortstop.  You will find yourself saying “Oh please Lord.  If only Brian Cashman can go to the winter meetings and come away with some younger players I promise I will never never never never never ever again advertise my all-nude webcam on a Christian singles dating site.”  And then you will head down to the local bar, put Journey on the jukebox and weep.  Stage three also involves bargaining with hookers over their price.  Unsuccessful in attempting to lower their rates you will end your night vomiting all over a policeman’s motorcycle.  Said policeman will beat you senseless while, ironically, singing Journey tunes.

  • Stage Four:  Depression.  And hookers.  Depressed hookers.

During the fourth stage a Yankee fan may become silent, refuse visitors and spend most of his spare time in a clock tower with a high-powered rifle.  Before storming the clock tower a SWAT team negotiator will ask you what your demands are.  You will reply, “I’m depressed.  Hookers!”  However they will misunderstand you and give you depressed hookers.  Depressed German hookers.  Depressed German hookers who will sing Journey tunes.

  • Stage Five:  Acceptance.

In the final stage of grief one comes to terms with the tragedy of the Yankees not winning the World Series.  A sense of otherworldly calm comes over you as you accept the Yankees for what they are. You accept the fact that Steve Perry is no longer in Journey. You accept the fact that you will never find your other testicle, presumably lost in a common household accident involving a blender and plastic explosives.  But most of all you accept the fact that the hooker at the end of the bar doesn’t take Master Card.  You will end your night putting Journey on the jukebox while asking the bartender to give you a “strong and manly shot.  As long as it’s pink and sweet and not too strong.”  He will throw you out of the bar.  A Pakistani cab driver with a blender and plastic explosives will drive you home.

And that, readers, are the five stages of Yankee grief.  May they do better next year!

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Manhattan Infidel Presents: The Pastoral Constitution of the Democratic Party (Part One)

Democrat Harry Reid prays for Barack ObamaLast week I presented the Dogmatic Constitution of the Democratic Party.  Now through my contacts in the main steam media I present the Pastoral Constitution of the Democratic Party.  Unlike the Dogmatic Constitution which  focused on core beliefs, the Pastoral Constitution outlines how the Democrats will put their beliefs into action.  Because of the length of this remarkable document I will present it in several sections.

Preamble

The joy and the hope of all socialists of our time are the joy and the hope of all followers of Holy Mother Democratic Party.

The Democratic Party Addresses all Men (and Women, and Transgendered)

Now that the Democratic Party has deeply studied the mystery of the Democratic Party it resolutely addresses all who call upon the name of socialism and it longs to set forth the way it understands the presence and function  of the Democratic Party in the United States today.

The Situation of Man (And Woman and Transgendered in the World Today) 

Ours is a new age of history with critical and swift upheavals in the socialist body.  Yet increase in power is not always accompanied by control of that power for the benefit of mankind (and womankind and transgendered kind.)  Especially when Republicans are in power.

At no time have men (and women and transgendered) had such a keen sense of freedom, only to be faced by new forms of slavery such as low taxes, denial of the science of climate change and the rapid overpopulation of the Earth.

What the tradition of the Democratic Party makes known to us is that when man (or woman, or transgendered) looks into his own heart he is drawn towards what he knows is wrong (such as low taxes and capitalism.)

It is, however, only in the Democratic Party that man (or woman, or transgendered) can turn himself towards what is good, namely higher taxes, redistribution of wealth and socialism.

Dignity of the Democratic Party

Deep within his conscience man (woman and transgendered) discovers a law which he has not laid upon himself but which he must obey.  This is the voice of the Democratic Party.  Its voice, ever calling him to love socialism and higher taxes and avoid Republicans tells him inwardly: Do this.  Pay that.  Accept this regulation.  Avoid capitalists.  His dignity lies in obeying the Democratic Party and by it he will be judged and his wealth redistributed.

For the Democratic Party knows full well that her message is in harmony with the most secret desires of the human heart.

The Democratic Party Represents the New Man (and Woman and Transgendered)

In reality it is only in the mystery of the Democratic Party that the mystery of man becomes clear.   Human nature, by the very fact that it was assumed, not absorbed by the Democratic Party has been raised to a high tax-paying socialist dignity beyond compare.

All this holds true not for Democrats only but for all men (and woman, and transgendered) of good will in whose hearts socialism  is active invisibly.  And since everyone is called to follow and obey the Democratic Party, which is divine, we must hold that socialism offers to all the possibility of being made partners, in a way known only to elected Democrats, in the socialist workers’ paradise.

[End of Part One]

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The Democratic Party’s Declaration on its Relationship with Non-Democratic Parties

We seek to elevate the tone of political discourse with racistsAs part of my continuing series aimed at making my readers more knowledgeable about the issues in the 2012 Presidential campaign I now present the Democratic Party’s official document on its relation with non-Democratic parties:

In this age of ours, where men (and liberal women) are drawing more closely together and the bonds of friendship between different political parties (except for the racist teabaggers) are being strengthened the Holy Democratic Party examines with greater care the relation she has to non-Democratic parties.

Men look to their different political parties for an answer to the unsolved riddles of human existence (big government is good.)  What is man?  (He exists for the government.)  What is the meaning and purpose of life (big government.) What is upright and what is sinful?  (Lowering taxes is sinful.  Big government is upright.)  How can genuine happiness be found? (Big government.)  What happens at death?  (Bigger government.)

The Democratic Party rejects nothing of what is true and honorable in other parties (except for the racist teabaggers.)  She has a high regard for their precepts and doctrines, which, although differing in many ways from ours, nevertheless often reflect a love of bigger government and more government spending.

Chief among these is the Republican Party.  Like us they worship big government. Like us they are in bed with special interests.  And although many Republicans are racist we look forward to working with them to further the aims of our Federal government.

Over the past century and a half many dissensions and quarrels have arisen between Democrats and Republicans.  The Sacred Democratic Party now pleads with all to forget the past (except for 2000 when we were robbed of the Presidency), and urges that a sincere effort be made to increase the size of our government.  For the benefit of all  men let us together preserve and promote peace and social justice which can only be done by higher taxes and bigger government.

Next the Sacred Democratic Party wishes to acknowledge Libertarians.  While we share some things in common (Homosapienism, living in the same country) the Democratic Party is duty bound to call Libertarians out on their core beliefs. For Libertarians seek to reduce the Federal government. I mean, we thought the Republicans were racist! But really!

Finally, sadly, the Democratic Party must address the troubling  phenomenon of Teabagging (and we are not referring to the wholesome sexual practice of many of our constituents.)  For teabaggers are the worst of the worst.  Barely human.  Troglodytes who would turn back the clock and return us to obeying the Constitution as it is written.  Teabaggers want to reduce our debt, which as we all know is a outward sign of their inward racism.  We disown them and prefer to work with reasonable racists like the Republicans and the Libertarians.

Finally Holy Mother Democratic Party reproves, as foreign to the mind of our Sacred Party, any discrimination against any peoples or parties on the basis or race, color or creed (as long as they aren’t Christian, which is a racist religion.)

In conclusion we seek to work with all parties for the betterment of the voting public (dead and alive.) For only the Democrats have your best interests at heart.  All others are racist.  Particularly teabaggers.

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On the Front Lines With Occupy Wall Street

Hey ho!  racist pigs have got to go!  Wait, maybe it was Ho Hey racist pigs have got to go!Recently I had the chance to go to Lower Manhattan and observe first-hand the protests that have garnered world-wide attention and sympathy known as “Occupy Wall Street.”  I was motivated by curiosity.  Who where they?  What did they believe in?  What did they hope to accomplish?  Did they have any weed to sell me?  Were any of the protesters hot and would they give it up for me?  What I found may surprise my readers.

My first encounter was with a lanky man in his 20s who identified himself as the head of the poetry department at Occupy Wall Street.

“We don’t use names here. Names are bourgeois” he said.

I asked him what the Poetry Department Occupy Wall street does.

Basically we come up with chants to use.  We are particularly fond of chants that start with “Hey ho.”  The capitalist pigs on Wall Street hate the hey ho chants.  It mocks them.  And that’s what we’re here for.  We want to  mock the Zionists out of existence.  You said you were with the New York Times right?  Perhaps some of your readers can send us some “Hey Ho” chants to help the cause?

I said I would.  And readers, if anyone has any good “Hey Ho” chants send them to me.  I’ll pass them on to the protesters for a small finders’ fee.  (Yes, I know this might be against all the  protesters stand for but we live in a transitional state.  Until the socialist workers’ paradise is brought into existence we have to use the capitalist system of the man.  Don’t worry.  I have a PayPal account.)

My next stop was the Alternative Poetry Department of Occupy Wall Street.   A lanky man gave the history of the Alternative Poetry Department.

We feel the poetry department has sold out.  Hey Ho chants don’t scare the man anymore. He’s used to it.  That’s why we set up the Alternative Poetry Department.  We need a fresh, bold approach to fight the power.  That’s why all our chants start with “Ho, Hey!”  The man doesn’t know how to respond to Ho Hey chants. 

He then focused his attention on a Wall Street businessman buying a newspaper.

“Ho, Hey……” his voice trailed off confused.  “What rhymes with hey?” 

“Gay?” I helpfully suggested.

Thanking me he again turned his steely social-justice inspired gaze back upon the businessman.

“Ho, Hey, the man is gay!”

He became excited by his chant and the effects it had.

“See, see!  I mocked him!  He was so rattled by my mocking he bought the Wall Street Journal instead of the New York Times!”

My next stop was the Theology Department of Occupy Wall Street.

A tall, lanky man –

Editor’s note:  Lawyers from the New York Times have contacted Manhattan Infidel and told him to stop using the work “lanky.”  They have a copyright on it.  Manhattan Infidel will comply.

offered me what he was eating.

“It’s arugula. It’s green!” he said excitedly.

“So’s my  liver” I replied.  “But I’m not going to share that with you.”

I asked the decidedly non-lanky person (see the above editor’s note) about the theology behind the protest.

“It’s all about social justice!” he said. “I mean, I didn’t spend my entire childhood playing video games just to get a job.”

Several members started chanting “What do we want?  Social justice?  When do we want it?  Right after the  pizza is delivered!”

Another person in the Theology Department told me of his “awakening” to the need for social justice.

I have a doctorate in Gender Identity in the New Testament. And now I have to waste my talents writing cover letters to send out with my resume?  By the way, archeological evidence suggests John the Baptist was a trannie.

I thanked all the protesters for meeting with me.  Several asked me to come back soon, “with food.”

And so readers, if you find yourself in lower Manhattan and come upon the Occupy Wall Street protesters remember:  Their cause is noble.

I’m just fooling with you.  Seriously.  If you see them, kick them in the nuts and then call their parents.

It’s all about social justice.

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Redistribute!

Redistribute the sex!

“Let’s give them a Republic. And let’s redistribute the sex” ~ Ben Franklin

Over the past 230 years Ben Franklin’s compassionate message has been forgotten by many.  But no more.  The last few years have witnessed a return to the message of our founders.  Now is the time for Franklin’s vision to once again define America.

Redistribution is compassionate.  Redistribution is the right thing to do.

Endorphins and genitalia are just too important to be left to the whim of private reproductive enterprise.  It is important to the social contract that sex be redistributed.

Sex has a communitarian aspect.

No one has sex alone.

Well, except for the Manhattan Infidel.

Every Friday and Saturday night.

In his darkened studio apartment.

While he streams No Man’s Land Asian Edition Volumes 1 & 2.

Why are the lights out?  BECAUSE I DON’T WANT TO LOOK AT MYSELF. I DON’T WANT TO LOOK AT MYSELF!

But I digress.  Just take a look at the figures (courtesy of the Nonprofit Institute on the Redistribution of Sex.)

  • 1% of all Americans have 60 percent of the sex in the United States.    This group of hot people, generally confined to the region surrounding Hollywood California have sex with whomever they want.  I ask you.  Is this fair?
  • 25% of all Americans have 30 percent of the sex in the United States.  This group, while not that attractive are just sexual gluttons.  I ask you.  Is this fair?
  • 50% of all Americans have no sex.  This group of unfortunates are responsible for 86% of violent crime in America and 98% of all blogs.

Clearly then lack of sex leads to violence, the breakdown of the social order and blogging.  The science is settled.

It is for this reason that I suggest that sex should be redistributed.  Here are some specifics of my proposal:

The 1% from Hollywood who have sex whenever and with whomever they please can still do this.  However, 37% of their sex must be with the 50% who have no sex.  For instance Olivia Wilde, Olivia, satisfy the Manhattan Infidel.  It’s your patriotic duty! Erica Cerra Just because our financial system has collapsed is no reason to miss Eureka or Missy Peregrym Redistribute the sex! could fly to New York City and have sex with a blogger. Perhaps even Manhattan Infidel himself.

    Consider it your patriotic duty.  Or don’t you care about the societal impact of violent crime?  Somewhere a child cries because his father is in jail.  You can prevent this.

    And by doing this you will set a perfect example for the redistribution of sex.  For if the sex is not redistributed what chance would Manhattan Infidel have of having sex with these three woman?  For loyal readers, this is what I look like:

    Hi. I’m the Manhattan Infidel. God is my skin dry.

    As you can see, with the beginning of Autumn and colder weather my skin gets very dry.

    • The 25% of people who have 30% of the sex in the United States can continue to do so.  However, since you’re really not that attractive do not tell anybody or film it.  Please.  Don’t film it. I beg you.
    • The 50% of all Americans who have no sex shall be placed in a Federal database.  Your name shall be chosen at random for your chance to engage in sexual relations with the 1% from Hollywood.

    And that readers, is my proposal.

    Don’t thank me.  I’m the Manhattan Infidel.

    I’m just doing my job to make this a better, more compassionate country.

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    Bob The Builder Arrested for Murder

    You wanna be buried in cement?  Then shutta your mouth.A local independent building contractor named Bob was arrested today.

    Bob the Builder was a well-known village character, often spotted with his tool belt and offering up his catch phrase “Can we fix it?”  to anyone he came upon.

    A popular personality with political connections Bob built many high-profile projects including the new city hall.  There was even talk of Bob getting a  job with the administration.  However, all that came to an end with the discovery of the body of his secretary Wendy, Bob the builder’s secretary Wendy buried in his neighbor Farmer Pickle’s field.

    A local who knew both of them talks about their relationship:

    Everybody knew they were lovers.  He told me he hired her just to look at her.  “Man I got to get me some of that” he said.  She resisted him at first and seemed uncomfortable with his advances.  She told me that one time she walked into his office and he was wearing nothing but a towel over his midsection.  “My penis.  Can we fix it?” he asked her.  Eventually she gave in because he made it clear that if she didn’t sleep with him she’d lose her job.

    Not content to just sleep with her, Bob became obsessed with Wendy and started monitoring her phone calls.

    “He was convinced that she was cheating on him. And that drove him crazy.”

    Bob was once arrested outside her house after neighbors noticed a man peeking into her window.  Wendy however refused to press charges.

    “She was hoping the whole thing would go away, poor girl.  All she wanted was a steady paycheck.”

    Eventually Bob’s obsession led him down a dark path.  He became negligent at work, frequently refusing to wear safety goggles and never answering his cell phone.

    “Without Wendy it’s all so f#$(#) useless” he would say over and over.

    On the day Wendy disappeared witnesses report that a violent argument broke out at Bob’s office, with Bob throwing a chair through a window and shouting “If I can’t have you, no one will!”  

    Wendy ran out of the office crying and got into her car and drove away.  She was never seen again.

    Detectives speculate that Bob followed her home and bludgeoned her to death with a hammer.  He then showed up at Farmer Pickle’s I know nothing! place to bury the body.

    Farmer Pickle has denied any involvement in the crime.

    “Look he said he had to bury his secretary but I figured he was speaking metaphorically.”

    Bob the Builder remains in the county lockup.  Bail has been denied.

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    On the Frontlines With the Arab Spring

    Where is the spring?Here at the Worldwide Headquarters of Manhattan Infidel we pride ourselves on our ability to attract prostitutes journalistic skills.  There are of course many possible choices for the biggest story of 2011:  The death of Bin Ladin, the continuing sluggish economy, AROD breaking up with Cameron Diaz.  But in my mind hello? It’s so dark and empty in here…. echo….echo…. the story of the year has to be the so-called Arab Spring.  How will the Arab Spring effect U.S. foreign policy?  What does this mean to Israel?  Is the Arab Spring similar to Irish Spring, which is the soap Manhattan Infidel uses when he showers every morning once a week per prison policy.

    Sparing every no expense  I flew to the Middle East to report on the story and talk to the people on the ground I watched Bob the Builder in my apartment while drinking beer.  The results of my interviews will surprise many people.

    Interview No. 1:

    Manhattan Infidel:  I’m here on the street with a rioting Arab  man.  What does Arab Spring mean to you?

    Arab on street:  Death to Israel.  Death to the Jews!

    Manhattan Infidel:  I’m not familiar with those brands of soap.

    Arab on street:  Soap?

    Manhattan Infidel: I loved that TV show.  Remember when Burt thought he was invisible?

    Having gotten no useful information I quickly moved onto my second interview.

    Interview No. 2:

    Manhattan Infidel:  Will the so-called Arab Spring change the dynamic of the Middle East?

    Another Arab on street:   Definitely respected American journalist someone kill this infidel!

    Manhattan Infidel:  Will the Arab Spring lead to freedom why are you pointing that sword at me?

    Another Arab on street:  It will lead to freedom.  Freedom to worship Allah and kill infidels and Jews.  Will someone please kill this infidel!

    Manhattan Infidel:  I thank you for your time.  Watch it.  That thing is sharp!

    Having once again received no useful information escaped with my life I move onto my third and final interview.

    Interview No. 3:

    Manhattan Infidel:  So……how much?

    Arab prostitute:  Twenty American dollars.  Fifty American dollars for full hour.

    Manhattan Infidel:  That sounds reasonable.  Do you role play?  Do you have any outfits?  Can you dress as a nurse or a French maid?

    Arab prostitute:  One hundred dollars for role play!  Cash only. 

    Manhattan Infidel:  Okay.  [Unzips pants]

    Arab prostitute:  Wow.  I thought everything was bigger in America?

    And so safely back home I regret that I was not able to find out more on the so-called Arab Spring.  For my next journalistic endeavor I had planned on visiting Ireland and reporting on their so-called Irish Spring.  Unfortunately Ireland has gone out of business and is currently in foreclosure.

    Until next time.

    Manhattan Infidel

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    Manhattan Infidel Presents: The Dogmatic Constitution of the Democratic Party

    Democrat Harry Reid prays for Barack ObamaMany of my readers have asked me for more information on our political parties. And with the Presidential election a year away I am more than happy to give that information. After all, I want my readers to make an informed choice based on principle and not, like I do, vote for the candidate with the hottest daughter.

    And so, in the spirit of our Republic, I now present the Dogmatic Constitution of the Democratic Party:

    Preamble

    What was from the beginning, what we have heard what we have seen with our eyes, what we looked upon and touched with our hands concerns the Word of Barack Obama.  For Barack was made visible.  We have seen him and testify to him and proclaim to you the eternal Obama.

    The Mystery of Obama

    Barack Obama is the light of humanity; and it is the heartfelt desire of the Sacred Democratic Party, being gathered together in congress, that by proclaiming President Obama’s word to all Americans the light of redistribution of wealth and socialism will come to all citizens.

    All men and women are called to redistribute their wealth.  For it is only in the light of Barack Obama and his word that mankind will be raised up to socialism.  The Democratic party is the sole and necessary gateway to this.  All those who know and yet refuse to vote Democratic will remain outside the visible confines of the socialist workers’ paradise.  For they are all racists.

    The People of Obama

    At all times (but more specifically 2008 and 2012) anyone who fears Obama and votes for him has been acceptable to the Democratic party.

    The whole body of registered Democrats cannot err in matters of belief or doctrine.

    By this appreciation of Democratic principles, aroused and sustained by the spirit of Obama, the people of the Democratic party, guided by the sacred teaching authority of elected Democrats, and obeying them, receives not the  mere word of men but truly the word of Obama.

    Basing itself on tradition and principle the Democratic party teaches that it is necessary for salvation, or at the very least if you vote for us we won’t call you stupid.

    All Democrats should remember that their exalted condition results, not from their own merits, but from the grace of Obama.

    The Democratic Party is Hierarchical

    The Democratic Party teaches that elected Democratic congressmen and senators  have taken the place of the founding fathers in such wise that whosoever listens to them is listening to Washington, Jefferson and Madison and whoever despises them despises Washington, Jefferson and Madison.

    Despite being successors to the founding fathers, elected Democrats have for all that no authority unless united with its head, Barack Obama.

    Democrats who campaign in communion with Obama are to be revered by unelected or mere voting Democrats as witnesses of Barack Obama’s truth.

    Barack Obama enjoys infallibility in virtue of his office.  His decisions are rightly said to be irreformable by their very nature and not by reason of the assent of the people.

    The Unelected Democrats (the Laity)

    It belongs to the unelected Democrats (laity) to seek the triumph of the Democratic party by engaging in temporal affairs and lying about their opponents and, if possible, hiring union goons to trash their places of business.

    In every temporal affair the unelected Democrats (laity) are to be guided by the Democratic party, since not even in temporal business may any human activity be withdrawn from the principles of the Democratic party.

    The unelected Democrats (laity) should promptly accept in obedience what is decided by elected Democrats, who in virture of their office, represent Barack Obama.

    The Call to Socialism

    The Democratic Party is held, as a matter of principle, to be unfailingly socialist.

    Those who are weighed down by poverty, infirmity, sickness and other hardships should realize that Barack Obama will tirelessly fight to redistribute others income to you.

    Therefore all the unelected Democrats (laity) are invited and obliged to vote Democratic and believe in socialism – the socialism that will perfect their own state of life.

    Conclusion

    In her life on Earth the Democratic party has been a model of that motherly love with which all who register Democrat should be animated.

    Vote early!  Vote often!

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    Moron Hikers Released!

    Hi.  We are hikers.  And morons.The assholes hikers held in Iran for two years arrived home in the United States over the weekend to tell of their ordeal in jail and to chide the United States for its civil rights violations.

    The two recently released hikers, Josh Fattal and Shane Bauer, both 29 and assholes  described two years of terror at the hands of the Iranians.

    Many times we heard the screams of fellow prisoners as they had hands or heads cut off at the hands of the peace loving Iranian Authorities.  When we heard them scream we felt sad.  Very sad. Almost as sad as when my favorite Starbucks closed.  Granted, they probably deserved to have their hands chopped off for violating the peaceful and freedom  loving provisions of Shariah law.  Did I mention their screams made us sad?

    The two recently released brave young men morons who don’t know their ass from a whole in the ground said that when they complained about their treatment at the hands of the Religion of Peace, guards would counter that Americans mistreat prisoners on Guantanamo Bay by forcing prisoners to play soccer with balls that had insufficient pounds per square inch of air.

    We do not believe that such human rights violations on the part of our government justify what has been done to us.  Two years without Starbucks makes us sad.  Did we mention we are morons?

    We believe that these actions on the part of the United States government provide an excuse for other governments, including the peace-loving Iranian government, to act in kind.  Seriously.  We are morons.

    Both Fattal and Bauer reject Iranian claims that they were spying when they went hiking along Iraq’s Kurdish border with Iran.

    From the very start, the only reason we have been held hostage is because we are Americans.  And assholes.

    The CIA has for its part also publicly disclaimed that the hikers worked for them.  Said a spokesman for the CIA:

    It takes years of training, physical, mental, psychological and intellectual to reach the level of a trained agent.  And these hikers are morons.

    After months of high-level delicate negotiations the Iranian Government issued the following statement on the release of the pair:

    We hope that this proves that negotiation is possible between our two governments.  Seriously.  If all Americans are as stupid as these two assholes it’s going to be easy to conquer the Great Satan.

    There is no word on what is next for the hikers, though Starbucks has expressed interest in making the pair their corporate spokesmen.

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    Racist Teabagging Satellite Falls to Earth!

    This satellite hates black people!In a display of naked racism not seen since the heyday of the Ku Klux Klan, NASA’s Upper Atmosphere Research Satellite plunged to Earth, leaving a trail of disenfranchised in its wake.

    The satellite, no doubt acting under orders from Tea Party leaders blazed through the night sky.  Though no one was hurt by falling debris the world was united in outrage.

    Hollywood was quick to show its support for any peoples of color who might have been traumatized.

    From New York, where he was appearing in a specially written segment of the Vagina Monologues entitled, “My Step Granddaughter’s Vagina. Oh how I love it”  Morgan Freeman speculated that if a white man was President, the UARS satellite would have remained in orbit.

    Since Barack Obama became President racism has increased in this country.  We as a country have ask ourselves, if Barack Obama were white would the satellite have killed thousands of black people as it fell to Earth?  This satellite is racist.  There can be no other explanation.   Have I mentioned that my step granddaughter is 27 and I’ve been hitting that since she was 17?

    On her nightly news show on MSNBC, Rachel Maddow speculated that perhaps the satellite was angered by same sex marriage.

    It’s no coincidence that this satellite fell to Earth immediately after New York legalized same sex marriage.  It’s no coincidence that satellites are shaped like penises.  I’ve never seen a penis myself but I’ve heard about them.  They cause wars.  Well, this satellite is a penis!  A 42 ton silver penis!   And I’m outraged.  How low can Republicans sink?

    Al Sharpton promised a day of outrage.  “Resist we much satellites” he said.  He also promised that if the satellite killed any minorities his followers will march through Harlem disrupting traffic and burning down Jewish-owed businesses but mostly burning down Jewish-owned businesses.

    Hollywood has announced that it has greenlighted a movie called “Terror in the Night Sky” about a satellite that falls to the Earth after its orbit degrades and because Sarah Palin told it to kill black people but mostly because its orbit degrades.  The movie will star Jenny McCarthy as a sensitive and dedicated headmistress of an orphanage for autistic peoples of color that is in the direct path of the satellite’s fury.

    “The script was the most compelling thing I’ve ever read”  said McCarthy.  “I play the hero.  I get to save all the children by distracting the satellite with my nonautistic breasts.”

    The satellite will be played by Gerard Depardieu. My pee and your carpet have a destiny together!

    “He wasn’t the first choice” according to a studio executive.  “But he showed up in my office one day and kept pissing on my carpet. He said he wouldn’t stop until he got the job.”

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