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Monday, 14 March 2011

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A devastating tsunami on the top of a 9 Richter scale earthquake, in Japan, was indicative of the disappointing defeat of good at the hand of devil. It was a repeat of the preposterous past, the burning of innocent citizens of Hiroshima to win a stalemate battle.

Anyway, the Japan's unprecedented tragedy has overshadowed the news of Libyan alleged uprising in favor of its puppet dictator who blatantly accepted the charges of killing 243 passengers, 16 crew-members plus 11 people on the ground, in Lockerbie, Pan Am Flight 103, December 21, 1988, totalling 270. Libyan Abdelbaset al-Megrahi, sentenced to life in Scotland, was released on humanitarian grounds! Additionally, on 29 May 2002, Libyan puppet dictator of 42 years offered up to US$2.7 billion to settle claims by the families of the victims. Libyan population: 6.4 million people. GDP: $96.1 billion (2010)

Anyhow, Frederick Forsyth, CBE, (Commander of the Order of the British Empire), in 1974 wrote 'the Dogs of War. The plot pivots on the discovery of a ten-billion dollar platinum deposit in "Crystal Mountain". When the ruthless British mining tycoon, Sir James Manson, learns of this, he decides to recruit some mercenaries to overthrow "Kimba" the president of the fictitious republic and replace him with a puppet leader. Well, a mercenary is a person who is not a national to a conflict, just like the football players of other nationalities hired to play in a homeland team. The motivation of both is nothing but substantial monetary compensation.

Well, things have changed a lot. Good vs. evil, seems to be an old story. You know, 'tis no good to have families, friends, fellow citizens. You don' need to belong anywhere anyplace. If you're white, black, dark, yellow, red, if you 'av short stature or tall, if you 'av Indian accent etc, you don' need to worry no more. You will become a citizen of a small village called 'globe'. Sit relaxed 'cuz you're gonna be taken care of by UN. You'll be meshed in just like mashed potatoes. Watch the Holy-Wood movies. 'Aven't you seen a beautiful Anglo-Saxon blondie, 5 foot somethin', falling in love with a 6 foot somethin' Samurai giant? Sure they gonna make an 'appy couple. Forget about genes nonsense. We're yumans, not animals to mechanically look for right genes and preserve the standards of life. You think you know better than UN people sent on per diem to New York from whatamacallit places. Shame on you.

Perhaps, the only truth still left intact is the autonomous functioning of our reproductive organs. Plastic surgery has not fully dominated that area. No hair dying, no nose job, no lenses, no bees-bitten lips, no face lifting, no breast implantation, no... The only truth seems to be what is left in our private parts. Let's sneak in to our half ruined cottage and sing a song:

"No one knows any better than me 'cuz I stare so constantly
But I think I met my match last night at the club,
She was sippin' on a Bud, hangin' with her friends on a Friday night"

The story above is a satire or parody. It is entirely fictitious.

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