I’m sorry . . . I’ve been laughing my ass off about this today. I am sure this wasn’t funny for Boston, and I apologize in advance for having a sense of humor, but this story just loosens my bowels it’s so ridiculous. Yes, that’s the first time “bowels” has made an appearance in my blog, so mark the occasion.
From the photo at the left, I infer the following things. First, terrorists are now actually using terror to terrorize us. The mooninites are an advanced species, from the moon (of course), whose incredible technology far outweighs our own. Not only do we have to combat terrorists from Earth, we now have to ward off the mooninite invasion. This is a warning, and anybody driving past the lighted sign of Ignignot flipping them off couldn’t have mistaken this for anything but a bomb. Second, I infer that Bostonites are so used to being flipped off that when lighted images of mooninites doing to them appear they just see blinking lights and think “bomb”. That’s a city on the edge of exploding, I tell you.
I don’t know what set me off more – the fact that these were some cheap gimmick gone awry and misinterpreted by a humorless public constantly on the edge of panic (it’s all that shopping we have to do to sacrifice for the war), or the fact that this picture makes it look like
Ignignot is flipping off the police. Holy crap. It’s like this photo is a still from a sequence wherein Ignignot is being hauled off to jail by the cops, shouting, “You think you’ve won, but you have no idea what you’re doing. I scoff your earth ways! (INSERT BIRD HERE)”
