Friday, November 26, 2004

The True History of the Thanksgiving Turkey

Many historians claim that turkey was originally domesticated in the Americas and Eurasia had its first taste of the bird on the first Thanksgiving. This is actually patently false, as recent scholarship has shown.

The wild turkey (Predatoris Terriblus) has been found in archaeological digs in Central Asia dating back over 50,000 years. It is believed to have descended from an ancient missing link between dinosaurs and birds known as Magnus Illegitimus Asinus Avis (Big Ass Bastard of a Bird) which grew up to 30 feet in length and whose fossils are found throughout Siberia. It is believed that wild turkeys were first domesticated somewhere in Central Asia around 10,000 years ago, at first to help in hunting other game, as the Eurasian wild turkey was much more aggressive than its current domesticated descendants.

The first written sources for the domesticated turkey come from India, where invading Aryans from Central Asia are believed to have terrified the inhabitants of the Indus Valley with the ferocious birds. Depictions of vicious turkeys eating the eyeballs of their victims appear on cylinder seals throughout Harrapan archaeological sights. Perhaps more will be learned if the writing of this ancient culture is ever deciphered.

Written Hindu sources began mentioning the bird around the 3rd Century B.C.E. The most famous passage is in the Bhagavad Gita, which portrays Siva annihiliating his enemies by transforming himself into a ferocious bird with an odd appenage hanging from his beak. The mistranslation "Behold I am become death, the destroyer of worlds" is actually more like "Behold I am become the terrible bird of your nightmares, the destroyer of smaller birds the world over". The quote became famous when Oppenheimer reportedly mentioned it after the first atomic bomb test. In fact Oppenheimer was referring to the delicious turkey sandwich he had just eaten while awaiting the results of the test.

The turkey was a mythical bird for many nomadic warriors throughout Central Asia. The Osmanli, or Ottoman, Turks revered the bird and were reoportedly guided by a large turkey on their journey from Central Asia to the coasts of Asia Minor in the 12th Century. The legend has it that a giant bird rested upon the shores and spoke "Here shall all have refreshment and gain, and lyeth upon the footstools and couches and watcheth greate sporte." The Ottomans thus became famous for reclining on their couches and footstools, which they named after their royal dynasty.

Europeans on the other hand, feared the ferocious military power of the Turks, and began calling them by the fearsome birds which accompanied their armies, the Turkey. Ottoman sultans reportedly kept large flocks of turkeys which they used to hunt falcons. The Ottoman professional soldiers, the Janissaries, were reported to have huge flocks of heavily trained "Kamikaze turkeys" which flew into enemy firepits the night before the battle, being then roasted and eaten by their enemies, and lulling them into a deep slumber.

Europeans got their first taste of the bird in 1683, when the Ottomans besieged Vienna. When the siege was lifted by Austrian and Polish armies, they plundered the Ottoman camp and captured many of the strange birds. The people of Vienna reportedly ate the bird until they were "stuffed" thus starting a tradition of "stuffed" turkey which continues to this day.

The turkey was brought to the new world in the 18th century by Hungarian turkey herders who sought new lands to develop large ranches, as by this time Central Europe was out of good turkey grazing land. These Hungarian "turkeyboys" had limited success at first, but later immigrants learned to domesticate the still vicious bird and make it more docile, as well as less afraid of wild cranberries. Later American myth gave the origin of the turkey to Native Americans in order to give them something to cover up all the useful things they had stolen from them. Instead of gunpowder and the printing press, inventions of Cahokian and Aztec culture respectively, European historians rewrote the books. Thus Europe takes credit for introducing the printing press to the world, whereas Native Americans get a large bird, now flightless and docile.

Courtesy Mark Hoolihan and the Hoolinet
Copyright 2004 Boniface Bugle Productions. All Rights Absurd.

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Diary of a Madman's Goon

Yeah that’s me. You know me, you’ve seen me in many places, many guises. I’ve worn many uniforms. Sometimes I looked like a cheap knock off of the modern military, or the SS (I don’t play politics, I just work for a living). I’ve dressed like a policeman, a mafia hitman, a medieval knight, Chinese soldier, Barbarian archer and once something resembling an ancient Egyptian bodyguard. I go by many names: Bodyguard #2, Soldier #5, Hired Thug, Third Centurion From the Left, but most often just “Guard!” In the business they call us Goons. WE prefer “Hired Physical Force Provider” but with the people we work for and their enemies often winning and writing the history, we’ve given up and accepted the term Goon.

I’d like to clear a few things up. I’m not evil, I’m not even really that mean. I have a wife and kids back home to support and being a Goon is an honest living with steady work (Periodic interruptions of course, but some evil “Genius” always comes along). I know, “honest” you say, well yes. I don’t do evil, I just follow orders, like some bureaucrat turning off little old ladies heat in the cold of winter.

It’s not always easy to come by a good job. You can’t really advertise “Hired Goons needed for evil plot to take over the world” in the local paper. Most of our work comes by word of mouth, we’re kind of like a guild, unofficially of course. We tried to unionize back in the 60's, but we learned rapidly that evil geniuses are usually unstable and not afraid to throw entire workforces into the piranha tank, even if it means the death ray isn’t ready on time. One guy was so stubborn at the bargaining table we just came to call him “Dr. No” and we didn’t really stand by him when you-know-who came calling.

Yeah, you-know-who. I’ve fought them all, secret agents, super soldiers, high-tech strike forces, superheroes, even a few comic sidekicks in my day. Why am I still alive? Well, most of your heroes are decent people. They might slap you around, and bonk you on the head, but they rarely kill you, especially in the sneaking-in phase. During big battles sure, but we learn to get “knocked out” by an explosion. Survival first babe. Knocks to the head don’t really put you out for that long either. But in this business the smart ones learn that by the time the hero penetrates your fortress of doom, it’s time to think about number one, cause crazy hairdo guy is going down. It helps to be Caucasian, body counts are always higher for minorities. If you’re Asian you’re gonna get Rambo’d in the hundreds. My pal Kieu tried the “I’m just a silly guard unaware of what’s about to happen” thinking he’d get the old bonk on the head, and he got a hand grenade up his ass for his trouble.

The bonk on the head happens, it’s not our fault. People really make fun of us for strolling along casually not knowing what’s about to happen. Do you think this business only happens in an exciting twenty-minute battle? Heck no, we spend months patrolling endlessly around corridors (For minimum wage I might add) and whenever there’s a beautiful princess in the cell it’s “Hands off guards, she’s to be preserved for my elaborate marriage ceremony at the climactic moment of taking over the world, which I’m now broadcasting to everyone.”

Why don’t we sound the alarm when someone goes missing instead of slowly walking around the corner to see what’s happening? The truth is people go missing all the time. At these wages there’s always people running to the castle next door looking for better working conditions. And drinking on the job or otherwise not doing what you should also happens with temp workers like us. If these guys would ever get a decent health plan, maybe things would improve.

As to the horrible slander that we never just kill heroes when we see them, you don’t get far in this business on initiative. Acting without orders will get you thrown into the piranha tank, or the shark tank, or the crocodile tank, or the Emu tank (That was “General Safari” and he didn’t last long.). No, we just keep our heads down, initiative is NOT rewarded in this business, even if it does save the day. Most of these evil “Geniuses” would rather lose than admit they were wrong.

And we could shoot straight if we cared about our jobs, or took pride in them. Or were given enough bullets for target practice. The fact is most of these madmen our really skinflints. Oh sure, they’ll spend a fortune on a death ray, or a doomsday bomb, or a giant robot with backup sexual services mode (Yes, they all have their dirty little secrets), but bullets and training ranges, no, they’re expensive, just like that dental plan.

Even the monorails are annoying. Sure they look cool, but did you ever stop to wonder why an Evil madman would care about public transport? He wants to destroy the earth, but individual cars are bad for the environment and wasteful? Those crappy, barely serviceable mass transits systems are meant to say “Hey, I’m a big shot, let’s build something grandiose” We’d be better off with a couple of hummers to drive around when and where we wanted to catch intruders. Plus then those bastards who get to fly Tie Fighters would quit making fun of us at the convention.

So the next time you laugh at the poor goon and make some inane comment like, “I would have done better.” Just remember, it ain’t an easy life. Are you sure you would do any differently?


Courtesy Mark Hoolihan and the Hoolinet
Copyright 2004 Boniface Bugle Productions. All Rights Absurd.

Saturday, November 06, 2004

George Bush Gets a New Theme Song

(Depression over... Hoolinet back... Four more years of-
-ammunition!)

Dedicated to George W. Bush, who always amazes me with his ability to say the most moderate things and do the most right wing things. Why...
...because I can.
Right Wing Boy
(To the tune of "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" by John Denver)


Well life here so far's been kinds laid back Ain't much an old right wing boy like me can hack But I think it's time we turn the clock back Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well a right wing agenda never did me no harm A connin votes from poor people workin' on the farm I won them all over with stupidity and charm Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well Pat Robertson said I'm gonna go to heaven We're stayin in Iraq til 2027 Seems our politics could use some more division Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well accursed freedom is fleein' from this land We're gonna keep all them gays from even holdin' hands Seein people happy is more than I can stand Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

I'd talk 'bout tolerance all day if I could But my right wing support wouldn't take it very good So I waffled when I should, act when I could Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well Pat Robertson said I'm gonna go to heaven We're stayin in Iraq til 2027 Seems our politics could use some more division Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well on the enviroment I won't even ask ya When we get our chance we're drillin' in Alaska More Suv's just make the country go faster Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well liberals talk like free choice is always best But we're bannin abortion even for incest You can just learn to suffer like all the rest Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well Pat Robertson said I'm gonna go to heaven We're stayin in Iraq til 2027 Seems our politics could use some more division Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well America was founded on the rights of all But now the real Americans are Evangelical So everyone else we know you'll just go to hell Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

My Daddy taught me young how to think like a moderate I think it's too bad that his kind just don't get it We've got control and we're sure as hell gonna use it Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Well Pat Robertson said I'm gonna go to heaven We're stayin' in Iraq til 2027 Seems our politics could use some more division Thank G-d I'm a right wing boy

Courtesy Mark Hoolihan and the Hoolinet
Copyright 2004 Boniface Bugle Productions. All Rights Absurd.

Monday, November 01, 2004

Below are reasons to vote for George W. Bush:

1. Because you know things are going well in Iraq. They're getting better every day. You know this is true because George Bush told you so.

2. Because too many people have health care as it is, what are we, the United States of Every Child Gets to go to the Doctor?

3. Because good leaders don't change their minds every time they realize they made a mistake. That would be sound strategery and you wouldn't want too much thought going on at the top levels.

4. Because George Bush never made a mistake. You know this is true because George Bush told you so.

5. Because Bush's service in the Air National Guard during Vietnam showed courage and strong leadership, whereas Kerry's service in Vietnam showed he's a coward and weak on national security. You know this because Swift Boat Veterans for Truth told you so.

6. Because only George Bush can protect you from Al Qaeda. He's consistent. He promised to get bin Laden, invaded Iraq and got Republicans to hate France. Could Kerry keep Al-Qaeda off balance like that?

7. Because you know invading Iraq was right. Weapons of Mass destruction were found and Saddam was behind 9/11. You know this is true because FOX news and Dick Cheney keep implying it's true. Besides even if it's all untrue, Saddam was a bad man, and you know Kerry wants to have a gay wedding with him.

8. Because invading Iraq made us safer. Iran and North Korea might actually have WMD's but they know now if they mouth off Bush might invade someone else, like Syria, or Malta, maybe even the Seychelles. Take that Kim Jong Il!

9. Because you know George W. Bush is the decisive leader we need in a time of crisis. You know because those seven minutes of him reading "My Pet Goat" while America was under attack aren't as important as his record of saying he's a decisive leader, decisively, over and over. In a world where nuclear missiles take up to 30 minutes to cross the globe any leader can afford 7 minutes during a crisis for a really good goat story.

10. Because George Bush believes in American values like freedom and values, which are words he uses alot. Locking up American citizens without trial or even charges is OK if they're muslims. You know your freedom is safe as long as you're not a muslim, and you're not if you know what's good for you.

11. Because it's unpatriotic to criticize the President. That's not what the Founding Fathers wanted, they wanted everyone to worship George Bush. You know criticism and free speech are a part of democracy, you just want those who disagree with you to be shut up. This will help the march of freedom, as long as you agree with George Bush your freedom will be safeguarded.

12. Because you know if John Kerry is elected, on Jan. 20th all marriages will be gay, Osama bin Laden will move into the White House, all freedom of religion will be revoked, people will hae sex with chipmunks, America will become communist, Taxes will go up 900%, the ghost of Rerun from "What's Happening" will rise from the grave - mass hysteria!

13. Because you know you're better off than you were four years ago and you will be better off with four more years of exactly the same thing.

I give up, and surrender my free will to the might of George W. Bush.

Courtesy Mark Hoolihan and the Hoolinet

Copyright 2004 Boniface Bugle Productions. All Rights Absurd.