The resident faculty left a box with 3141 puzzle pieces outside the mail room. The staff 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 and addisnana mused on Saving the Tomatoes in Midday Matinee.
On Tuesday, Winning Progressive was Embracing Moral Mondays 7 Days A Week in Morning Feature, the Squirrel ranted on White Youth and Violence in Furthermore!, and readers helped tell Tuesday’s Tale: The Adventures of Carlos Danger in Midday Matinee.
On Wednesday, Winning Progressive responded To Ross Douthat on Being “Pro-Life,” Health Insurance, and Populism in Morning Feature, we discussed Anthony Weiner’s Misogynistic Meltdown in Furthermore!, and addisnana pondered Parenting Adult Children in Midday Matinee.
On the weekend, we revealed the bottom of The Fifth Annual Bippies with Political Columns in Saturday’s Morning Feature, Ms. Crissie was asked about a Beastly August? in Sunday’s Morning Feature, and winterbanyan brought our weekly Eco News Roundup in Our Earth.
Note: Please share your stories of offline political activism in Things We Did This Week.
That leaves the box of 3141 puzzle pieces 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 staff were, if you’ll excuse us, puzzled. The photo on the box looked like the one here …
… but the label on the box said the puzzle had only 500 pieces. As the staff spread the 3141 pieces – Chef counted them, twice – on the poker table, we saw they were all blue, purple, or red. And there were no corners and not enough straight edges to form a rectangle. Assembling the puzzle might take weeks … if Pootie the Precious didn’t try to help. Which she already had.
We decided to treat the puzzle as a clue, and the Squirrel got busy on his Blewberry.
“It’s obviously about politics,” he texted, “because of the colors of the pieces. And the U.S. Geological Survey says there are 3141 counties our county-equivalents in the U.S. Are there more red pieces than blue pieces?”
“Yes,” Chef said nodding as she looked at the table.
“How many purple pieces are there?” the Squirrel texted.
“Not very many,” Chef replied.
“Well then,” the Squirrel texted, “obviously the resident faculty will discuss Bill Bishop’s The Big Sort: Why the Clustering of Like-Minded America Is Tearing Us Apart. I bet the final puzzle looks like this.”
“We’ll take your word for it,” Chef said as she began scooping the pieces back into the box. “Besides, we’ll need the table by next weekend for the staff poker game.”
Pootie the Precious paused from batting her pieces around the floor and tapped at her iHazPhone: “Do u need deez bak?”
Good morning! ::hugggggs::