Archive for October, 2005

“Power is All About About Money!”

A man has the instincts of a billy goat. He wants to plant the seed and get the hell out.

I get very, very tired of people getting that True Wisdom look on their faces they always get when they’re about to say something really stupid and say, “Power is all about MONEY.”

Actually the billionaires who spend many millions promoting the leftist agenda have very little power. All they are doing is pushing the agenda some professor taught them in college. The guy with the power was the professor who screwed them in the first place.

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Reply to Peter

I thought I just approved a comment by Peter but I can’t find it.

Peter said, “I agree with Joe. I guess I should lick your hand now.”

No, Peter, you can’t lick my hand but can kiss my ….

Oops, I keep forgetting this is a family publication.

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Joe, you have a very exacting sense of humor.

Each of the three comedians you mentioned took a huge chance.

Jim Kerry is a physical comedian, and that is as old as the hills. But he is just incredibly good at it.

Steve Martin is the pitiful comedian. That is also as old as the hills and it takes exacting skill to make the exact balance he makes, the one everybody tries and nobody can do as well as he does.

Chris Farley was the shouting comedian. His was the humor that every Jewish comedian tries and fails at. It has to be JUST right, and the Jews just make it obnoxious.

So, like the cat in the commercial, Joe’s tastes in humor are very simple. He wants the best there is.

My comedic specialty is, like that of the three above, as old as Cro-Magnon man.

It is called, “Injecting humor into serious subjects.”

If you don’t think a new twist on THAT is as hard as Farley’s making loud humor funny, ask any speech-writer.

But I do it GOOD.

In most speeches, you can tell when the “time to add a light touch” has been reached.

My humor is aimed at catching you off guard.

For my readers, reading what I say is like hearing somebody talk about something you had already been working out in your mind, but I have thought about it a lot and express it in a way you wish you had.

So there are you are, sharing my outrage and my disgust, getting right down to the guts of the matter. At that exact point I have the chance to inject the very essence of humor:

Surprise.

No joke is funny if you see the punch line coming.

But when someone is exposing the very thing that disgusts or offends you most, suddenly running into a punch line is like stepping on a land mine. I simply cannot resist an opportunity like that.

There is another element. There is a reason why professional speechwriters cannot take advantage of this opportunity the way I do here is because, for most people, humor on a serious subject is next door to heresy.

So you HAVE to signal your punch. You have to say, in effect, “Now this is a very serious subject, and I recognize that, but at this point I am going to lighten things up by making a joke so don’t take it as making light of this very serious issue that means so much to you.”

After an intro like that it’s a little hard to catch the crowd by surprise.

I need readers who trust me. That split second of surprise is precious. If you throw it away by asking yourself, “Should I laugh at this or is it heresy?” you lose it.

My humor is for people who can ride with the tide.

“I can’t believe it. Very few people can make me laugh. Jim Carrey, Steve Martin and Chris Farley. Now you. What are the chances? A guy that knows all the stuff that you know also turns out to be able to make me laugh. I think it’s the way you put things sometimes. I read you for a serious purpose. I never look to be entertained. And here it is. I can’t believe it. I’ll bet you’ve got a lot of friends. You should have. No, this is not sychophancy. Just plain straight talk.”

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Indulging a Luxury

One of my definitions of luxury is, “the ability to take trivia seriously.”

Partly from teaching international law and also my lifelong ingterest in geography, I have developed a fascination with the political status of what I refer to technically as “tee tiny little countries.”

Does anybody else know anything about a country which exists called San Marino?

It sits there landlocked inside Italy. San Marino consists of about 12,000 acres.

It is not like one of the recent pieces of a colonial empire that gets a seat in the United Nations. San Marino has been an independent state since the fourth century.

VERY independent.

For years it had the only popularly elected Communist government on earth. When Mousolini’s ally Germany attacked the Soviet Union in June of 1941 San Marino declared war on Germany.

This left Il Duce in a bit of a quandary. He couldn’t just stomp on San Marino and San Marino hadn’t declared war on HIM. So he gave Germany the right to send troops across its territory and until the Americans got there they occupied the place, way the out inthe middle of Italy.

I wish I could find out more about that very strange occupation.

San Marino has turned its foreign relations over to Italy, so it has no UN seat.

But SMOM DOES a UN seat, and I’ll bet Elizabeth has information on that huge country.

The Sovereign and Military Order of Malta, though the origins of SMOM are disputed, is a worldwide Catholic organization that once ruled Malta, as the name indicates. Its size was reduced somewhat
after Rhodes was taken away from them.

SMOM now occupies no ground at all. It is located in an upper story of a bulding in Rome.

BUT…

SMOM has a seat inthe United Nations and has independent relations with 70 countries. It exchanges ambassadots with them!

Elizabeth, wherfe in the HELL do those ambassadors LIVE? Somehow I can’t picture seventy legations in the upper stories of an Italian office building.

Compared to SMOM Vatican City is a giant. It has 106 acres of actual ground.

I don’t understand why Vatican City is constantly referred to as the second smallest indepandent country on earth, next to Monaco, since the Vatican recognizes SMOM.

Compared to the three independent countries inside Italy, Leichtenstein is a sprawling giant. It is about the size of Washington, DC which is 40,000 acres, but Leichtenstein has long since turned all of its foreign relations over to Switzerland.

I have heard too much about Monaco to care about it. I have heard plenty about the Vatican, but precisely because it is so important religiously its political existence has been largely ignored.

Like SMOM what is now Vatican City once occupied a lot more territory. The Papal States covered some forty thousand square miles of central Italy for many centuries. Like SMOM, the Pope’s empire contracted a bit when its original area was conquered.

The smallest REAL country in Europe is Luxembourg. I say REAL because it did ALL the things a sovereign country does. It printed its own money, though Belgian currency was also an official currency there until the Euro. I believe that is the only example on earth of a country OFFICIALLY accepting another country’s money as official and yet printing its own at the same time.

Luxembourg actually had its own army and used it as a member of NATO, to which it contributed on regiment. Luxembourg was exactly 999 square miles in size, which always made me want them to take another square mile when I was nine years old and studying my little red ge0graphy book all the time.

I believe Andorra is the only country on earth whose main industry, officially, was smuggling.

Throughout the 1950s Andorra’s official, appropriated military budget was exactly twenty four dollars and sixty five cents per annum.

The Channel Islands Britain had their own sovereignty. They were the only English-speaking areas occupied by Germany during World War II.

When I said that Luxembourg was eh only country that OFFICIALLY recognized a foreign currency and yet printed its own, I forgot that Scotland printed its own currency and may still do so but mainly uses the British pound.

I think that Vatican City is the only tee tiny country that does not have the same official language as its bigger neighbor(s). The official language of that country is still Latin.

Oddly enough, all this seeming trivia can be very useful in an international law lecture, but I was fascinated by it long before I taught that.

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Reply to Peter

Dammit, Peter, I am NOT TOUCHY!!

I get so sick of people calling me touchy!

Excuse me a second while I get my paper bag.

Whew, that’s better!

Something else I am getting tired of is people whispering behind my back about how paranoid I am.

And that cat stomping around next door is getting on my nerves.

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