Nontraditional Thoughts
From The Letters of Mace Cannon:
Hello New York Times, I just read your article, saying we should repeal the 2nd amendment. I suggest we not only keep the 2nd amendment, I also think we should support it with other, tiny amendments, including arming kids, pets, and even fetuses (babies.) That way, when Planned Parenthood comes calling, little whatever his name is, can fire back. “Take that! Mr. Abortion doctor. There will be no death today unless you keep poking around up there.”
The fetus could get a little A-R-15, sized down, maybe, an A-R11 or something. That way we could kill two bird with one stone, end abortion, and keep America safe from commie heathens and other such vermin.
Sincerely, Mace Cannon
Hello New York Times, I just read your article, saying we should repeal the 2nd amendment. I suggest we not only keep the 2nd amendment, I also think we should support it with other, tiny amendments, including arming kids, pets, and even fetuses (babies.) That way, when Planned Parenthood comes calling, little whatever his name is, can fire back. “Take that! Mr. Abortion doctor. There will be no death today unless you keep poking around up there.”
The fetus could get a little A-R-15, sized down, maybe, an A-R11 or something. That way we could kill two bird with one stone, end abortion, and keep America safe from commie heathens and other such vermin.
Sincerely, Mace Cannon
Life is Good
You can’t think in terms of years, you have to think in terms of days. That’s the way things are, once you reach a certain age. Ten years is nothing, if you’re sixty. You’ve done ten years six times. Ten years can pass like an air conditioned breeze, absorbed by the summer heat.
So you have to think like this; what if I had 360 days, give or take, what could I do? How creative could I be? How much music could I make, of lasting value? How many articles could I write? How many times could I sit on beautiful beach, on a beautiful day, when the sky was deep blue and the water sparkled like little diamonds napping on the surface?
Dozens? Hundreds? A lot.
That’s one year, 365 days. And ten years is even better. A wonderful three thousand plus days.
Thank God for 3000 days or more.
Now, what can I do in the next 3365 increments of time?
Maybe hours would work even better?
Life is good.
It always is.
Mark Magula
You can’t think in terms of years, you have to think in terms of days. That’s the way things are, once you reach a certain age. Ten years is nothing, if you’re sixty. You’ve done ten years six times. Ten years can pass like an air conditioned breeze, absorbed by the summer heat.
So you have to think like this; what if I had 360 days, give or take, what could I do? How creative could I be? How much music could I make, of lasting value? How many articles could I write? How many times could I sit on beautiful beach, on a beautiful day, when the sky was deep blue and the water sparkled like little diamonds napping on the surface?
Dozens? Hundreds? A lot.
That’s one year, 365 days. And ten years is even better. A wonderful three thousand plus days.
Thank God for 3000 days or more.
Now, what can I do in the next 3365 increments of time?
Maybe hours would work even better?
Life is good.
It always is.
Mark Magula
A Conversation About Gun Control
“What’s an assault rifle?”
It’s like…..a gun that like…...can shoot a lot of bullets, like…..and stuff…...and…...uh? Uh? Uh? I don’t know, but like….they should be illegal…..because nobody, like…..needs one….like…..you know? You’re just trying to make me look bad…….because like…..you right-wingers love guns and killing and stuff…..like…..I’m not gonna talk to you anymore…...like, and stuff…..OK?
Lonnie (Not Ronnie) Johnson
“What’s an assault rifle?”
It’s like…..a gun that like…...can shoot a lot of bullets, like…..and stuff…...and…...uh? Uh? Uh? I don’t know, but like….they should be illegal…..because nobody, like…..needs one….like…..you know? You’re just trying to make me look bad…….because like…..you right-wingers love guns and killing and stuff…..like…..I’m not gonna talk to you anymore…...like, and stuff…..OK?
Lonnie (Not Ronnie) Johnson
Champion Jack Dupree
This is Campion Jack Dupree, who was nine thousand years old in this picture. But he still had plenty of mojo, plenty of savoir-faire. Just look at that crown-thing on his head. Champion Jack would go out on stage and play dem blues like he was 22. That's livin' baby! Being nine thousand, and still, playing dem blues, like you 22. Mm....mm!
Dexter Nodrog
This is Campion Jack Dupree, who was nine thousand years old in this picture. But he still had plenty of mojo, plenty of savoir-faire. Just look at that crown-thing on his head. Champion Jack would go out on stage and play dem blues like he was 22. That's livin' baby! Being nine thousand, and still, playing dem blues, like you 22. Mm....mm!
Dexter Nodrog
