I have heard many silly taunts in my extensive time, and they are never more clever just because they rhyme. Ignorance should whisper like a muffled chime. I am not proud though you are too proud to see that when the Grand Bungler created you it also created me. I am not mighty or dreadful. I do not overthrow. Those are your birthmarks. You are your foe. Poison, war are a scaly brood for which I have no need. They hatched in the nest with you, and you are the fodder on which they feed. Chance is a monkey whose mischief ends at the tomb. Fate and sickness are encrypted when you are in the womb. You are the slave of desperate men and kings, who look like lice to me - or other insects without wings. I am a lantern at the end of day. I am not the Magnificent Fumbler, who gave you feeble DNA. I bring peace after you have done your worst, and while I may eventually die, you will die first. Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief
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Hootin’ for Putin
We are thrilled to announce Vladimir Putin has won the 2022 Orwell Peace Prize for eradicating war. When he directed the Russian military to justifiably invade Ukraine because it didn’t want to be his friend with benefits, he could have easily called it a war. It certainly looks like one. But that would have been so cliché.
Instead, he has called it a special operation and made the word “war” illegal to use. That’s brilliant! He has single-handedly outlawed war. And the rest of us are left dumbfounded wondering why no one thought of this before. Such dedication to the non-passive pursuit of peace leaves us hootin’ for Putin.
But there’s more. When you’re involved in a special operation, there are no war casualties. How could there be? So you don’t have to worry about math or keeping track of the dead, because soldiers only die in a war – as well as children, women, and men. Special operations are bloodless. Mr. Putin said so.
Treacherous Gulp, Esquire – Judge, Orwell Peace Prize and Counsel for Pungent Sound Technical College of Technology