Thursday, September 11, 2008

"Well we sure learned our lesson," says me standin in the middle a the smoke an the rubble an the burnin burnin cities, "and that's to never blow up someone else's country again."
"Unless there's a real good reason," says Giblets, "like self-defense or preemptive self-defense or defense from self-defense or revenge."
"Oh well a course there's self-defense," says me. "I mean just cause we wanna stop blowin up other countries doesn't mean we gotta stop blowin up other countries when they blow up our country, or try to blow up our country, or maybe tried to blow up our country, or mighta been friends with somebody that coulda maybe tried to blow up our country."
"But what if they haven't blown us up, and they haven't tried to blow us up, but they've got all kinds of secret deadly weapons they could use to blow us up, like nukes or bombs or guns or anti-bomb guns or very large bees?" says Giblets.
"Oh well then we haveta blow em up," says me. "I mean we can't just sit around waitin for the bees to come for us when we could be deploying our tactical anti-bee pre-defense defense."
"And what if they haven't blown us up, and they haven't tried to blow us up, and they don't have anything to blow us up with, but they are swiftly developing the potential capacity to eventually develop us-blowing-up technology?" says Giblets.
"Well I guess you'd haveta blow them up too," says me. "I mean why would they have bee-making programs in the first place if they weren't plannin to use bees to attack our anti-bee attackers?"
"Which we're gonna need to use to attack their bees," says Giblets.
"So it's all settled then," says me. "We're never gonna blow up anyone else again, unless it's self-defense, or it looks like self-defense, or it could maybe one day become self-defense, or it's in preemptive defense from their self-defense."
"What if it's a favor for a friend?" says Giblets. "Like what if there's this country that can't blow us up, and doesn't want to blow us up, and will never be able to blow us up, but one of our buddies kinda drops over on a Saturday night when we got nothin else to do anyway and they're all 'Can you do me a solid and bomb Iran'?"
"Well there's nothin wrong with bein friendly," says me. "I mean you gotta stick up for your friends."
"And your friends' friends," says Giblets. "And your friends' friends' friends. And your friends' friends' sketchy neighbor who keeps his other neighbors locked up in his basement sex dungeon."
"Well it's not our fault if we just happen to have a lotta friends," says me. "I mean we can't help it if we're popular."
"That's right, we're very loved," says Giblets. "So loved that everybody hates us, which is why we have to blow them up."
"It's really very sad," says me. "But other than these very limited situations we should really stop blowin people up."
"What if it's for a good cause?" says Giblets.
"Whattaya mean?" says me.
"Well like what if there's a genocide or an ethnic cleansing or a civil war or a flood or a malaria-starved orphan child on the tv that only we can save for the price of a cup of coffee and the only way to help them is by dropping thousands and thousands of bombs on their country?" says Giblets.
"Oh wow, I never thought a that," says me.
"No, you didn't," says Giblets. "It's a good thing you have Giblets around to remind you of these weighty responsibilities."
"Could we send them food and stuff instead?" says me.
"No, we can't," says Giblets. "All the food has been eaten. Eaten by bees."
"Oh man!" says me. "If only we'd blown up the bee countries earlier! How about medicine, could we send them some medicine?"
"Can it be delivered by cruise missile?" says Giblets.
"I don't think we've got the technology." says me.
"We'd probably better stick to bombing them then," says Giblets.
"But only 'cause we care," says me. "I guess what we're sayin is, we will never blow up this particular country, that we are standing in right now, in this particular way, ever again."
"Unless there's a real good reason," says Giblets.

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posted by fafnir at 10:22 AM




45 Comments:
I'm afraid of the giant nukular bees.
Fucking pacifists.
I myself was a pacifist for a while. Not in 'Nam, of course.
And that's why I'm voting for Sarah Palin.
Delicious.
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 11, 2008 11:57 AM
Eeek BEES!!!!!
For five and a half years John McCain didn't have any bees, so we should all just shut up and learn to like mooseburgers.
what if it IS a friend, but we have actionable intelligence that there are rogue beekeepers hiding in their yard, but our friend won't do anything about it?
what if we just can't get a good read either way whether they love us, or love us so much they hate us?

better safe than sorry, no?
What if we ourselves are maybe accident prone, or tend to do silly things that could potentially harm ourselves? What if we like to eat scotch eggs and smoke cigars, for instance? Or take a bunch of sudafed before we operate our backhoe?

Open your eyes, Fafblog! We're never really going to be safe until purge all threats external and internal!

That's why I'm voting for Ron Paul. Maybe.
not the BEES!
they're IN MY EYES!
Socky-Sockerson: That's why I'm voting for Ron Paul. Maybe.

I vote for anarchy.
Giblets is Sarah Palin?

... who knew?
"In what respect, Charlie?"
hellbent

(hand gesture with fingers clasped together)
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 12, 2008 5:26 PM
... so what did ya do with all the moose meat?
When there is war, prepare for bees; when there are bees, prepare for war.
by Anonymous Weaver, at September 12, 2008 10:03 PM
Kill 'em all and let BLOG sort 'em out.
When there are boars, prepare for the wii ...
Do you agree with the Fafnir doctrine?
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 14, 2008 3:33 PM
Do you agree with the Fafnir doctrine?

In what respect, Charlie?
Bombs don't kill people. Bees with bombs kill people.
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 16, 2008 7:28 PM
"In what respect, Charlie?"

Sorry Charlie.

Sarah wasn't looking a newsman with good questions but rather for someone that questions good and easy.
A psychologist administers the Rorschach test to a patient. As each card is presented, the patient sees something sexual. Finally, the therapist says, ''You seem to be obsessed with sex.'' And the patient replies: ''Me? Doctor, you're the one showing the dirty pictures.''
McCain has just proclaimed that we must go to war with Spain.

... because if we don't he has to admit that he's bat shit crazy ...
i am becoming increasingly perturbed at your refusal to provide some new essay for me to laugh at. It has been 8 days.
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 19, 2008 12:01 AM
Bees. My god.
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 19, 2008 4:29 AM
Ohmyfafnir...I just broke my Fafmug. Cafepress is failing me. What'll I do? Where can I get another? Can I get another? Really, I need a fafmug. I'm not kidding. I NEED a fafmug.
by Anonymous tzuzie, at September 19, 2008 12:43 PM
Nevermind. I have a friend in Google, thank Fafnir.
by Anonymous tzuzie, at September 19, 2008 1:08 PM
You know what's great about this blog?
No trolls.
Fafblog hurts their brains!
Well, this is all moot... or going to be moot when the large hadron collider makes its itty bitty black hole to suck us all in, bees, pie, nukes and all. I'm mad there has been a delay [except more pie while I wait].
I'm looking for guidance from the masters on the financial crisis. I mean I regret that I love bombed out citis just as much as the next guy but let's hear about something important.
by Anonymous rapier, at September 21, 2008 8:35 AM
Bombed out citis? You mean Citibank? Gawd, don't give them ideas!
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 21, 2008 11:47 AM
I'm so glad I have Giblets around to remind me of such weighty problems. I'd be so without any feck without Giblets.



Sabelle
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 21, 2008 1:29 PM
We need to know: What is the Giblets plan for the bailout?
1. Lots and lots of the taxpayers' cash for financiers' mortgage-backed crap
2.????
3. Profit!
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Susan is beyond brilliant!
by Anonymous Anonymous, at September 22, 2008 11:11 PM
I just copied & pasted the letter above. I'm not sure who the original author is or I'd give him/her credit.


... but I am still beyond brilliant, can field dress a moose and was 5th runner up in the Miss Buffalo Chip contest of 1979.
Give them the money or we will all DIE. GIVE IT TO THEM NOWWWW.
Hey guys, since you are the biggest experts on procrastination, you need to tell us what you think of McCain's decision to suspend his campaign. Maybe before Nov. 4?
I hate to break it to you, aa, but if we give them the money, we will all die while they stay alive on all the rations they bought with our money.

I say fight 'em with everything we've got until the large hadron collider makes the black hole that will suck us all into an itty bitty super dense gumdrop of with galaxy munchingly intense gravity... should be around Christmas time....
NO NO NO NO GIVE THEM THE MONEY THIS IS SERIOUS THEY ARE CHEWING ON THE DOORS GIVE THEM THE MONEY
Monkey psychology - yep yep yep

From TPM:

"I think people really are missing the point about McCain's failure to look at Obama. McCain was afraid of Obama. It was really clear--look at how much McCain blinked in the first half hour. I study monkey behavior--low ranking monkeys don't look at high ranking monkeys. In a physical, instinctive sense, Obama owned McCain tonight and I think the instant polling reflects that."

http://talkingpointsmemo.com/archives/220226.php
That post was an inspiring and enlightening metaphoric parable.
If I can be assured of posts which contain a similiar uplifting, I will be a regular reader of Fafblog! It's just like Mother makes.
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