The resident faculty left a DVD with an old Andrea True disco tune outside the mail room. We hope it was a clue. (More)
First our thanks to last week’s writers:
On Monday, you shared your stories of offline political activism in Things We Did This Week, addisnana remembered The Chainsaw Sisters Saloon in Midday Matinee, and winterbanyan reported on Nanoscale Drug Delivery in Our Earth.
On Tuesday, Winning Progressive argued that The GOP Fear the ACA Because It Shows Government Can Help People in Morning Feature, addisnana asked Grover Who? in Furthermore!, readers collaborated on Tuesday’s Tale: Crocosaur vs. Astrodons in Midday Matinee, and winterbanyan pondered whether Rodents Saved Tropical Trees? in Our Earth.
On Wednesday, Winning Progressive saw the GOP Working to Deny Health Insurance Credits to Working Families in Morning Feature, we mused on Black Holes, Black Cats, and Darkness in Furthermore!, addisnana asked about War and Peace in Midday Matinee, and winterbanyan celebrated that Fungi Can Clean Up After Coal Mines in Our Earth.
On Thursday, we began our series on Dean Baker’s The End of Loser Liberalism with The Great Redistribution in Morning Feature, triciawyse brought us Fursdai Furries in Midday Matinee, and winterbanyan reported on Nitrous Oxide Greenhouse Gas Reduction Methodology in Our Earth.
On the weekend, we concluded our series on The End of Loser Liberalism with Making Markets Progressive in Saturday’s Morning Feature, Ms. Crissie was asked Will the Real GOP Please Stand Up? in Sunday’s Morning Feature, and Winning Progressive shared Weekend Reading in Furthermore!.
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Thus we return to the DVD left outside the mail room by the resident faculty as they made their way from the
wine cellar library where they spent the weekend drinking thinking on our motto of Magis vinum, magis verum (“More wine, more truth”) to the hot tub faculty lounge for their weekly game where the underwear goes flying planning conference. The video was Andrea True’s 1970s disco tune “More, More, More.”
While Pootie the Precious danced and the staff winced, the Squirrel began tapping away at his Blewberry. “Hrmm,” he soon texted. “Something about Jamaica, maybe?”
We asked what he meant, and he explained that Ms. True was an adult film star looking to change careers, so she went to Jamaica to make some real estate commercials. Before she could leave, a political crisis struck the island and no one was allowed to leave with any money. Not wanting to give up her earnings from the ads, Ms. True asked friend and songwriter Gregg Diamond to fly down. They used the money she’d saved from the commercials to record a demo track of his song “More, More, More,” which became popular enough to launch her brief singing career.
“That’s very interesting,” Chef replied, “but I don’t think the resident faculty plan to discuss adult films, Jamaican real estate commercials, or 1970s disco tunes.”
Pootie the Precious seemed disappointed, but the staff assured her that one 1970s disco tune was a sufficient sample for the entire genre. “Dat wun waz bad,” she agreed, texting on her iHazPhone, “but mebbe if we had more it wud get better?”
“She sounds like the NRA about guns,” the
Professor of Astrology Janitor said. “Or Republicans about cutting regulations, cutting taxes, and cutting social safety net programs.”
“That’s it!” the Squirrel texted happily. “This week the resident faculty will ponder why, when a conservative idea fails miserably, the Republican response is always ‘More, More, More!'”
We hope so. If not, we may have to hang a mirrored ball in the mail room and dig out that old spandex nightclub dress.
Perish the thought.