The resident faculty left a copy of a 1911 Punch magazine cartoon outside the mail room this morning. It was an easy 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 discussed Writing to Politicians in Midday Matinee.

On Tuesday, we had Enough with the Heterosexual Mania in Morning Feature and readers helped tell Tuesday’s Tale: The Curse in Midday Matinee.

On Wednesday, addisnana shared a Fracking Update in Morning Feature and mused on Buttons in Midday Matinee.

On Thursday, we explored why Gov. Jan Brewer’s veto of SB 1062 was A Win for Equality … and for Arizona in Morning Feature, triciawyse shared Fursdai Furries in Midday Matinee, and winterbanyan spotted Offshore Wind Farms: Renewable Energy Plus Free Hurricane Protection? in Our Earth.

On Friday, we mused On Brothers and Keepers in Morning Feature and triciawyse brought us Frieday Critters in Midday Matinee.

On the weekend, we discussed The Ukraine, Russia, and Warmongers in Saturday’s Morning Feature, Ms. Crissie was asked When to Shoot a Student? in Sunday’s Morning Feature, and winterbanyan brought our weekly Eco News Roundup in Our Earth.

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Thus we return to the cartoon 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.

This was the cartoon:

Pootie the Precious took one look and dashed under the poker table just as Chef brought out our secret decoder ring:

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Chef picked up Pootie P and offered soothing words while the Squirrel tapped at his Blewberry:

“Ah,” he texted, “the Punch magazine cartoon from December 13, 1911.”

“And you remember that, how?” Chef asked.

The Squirrel shrugged and texted. “I’m just that smart, I guess.”

Chef had not yet scraped any stray pecans into the Squirrel’s bowl. And she still didn’t. After a few moments, he got the hint.

“Okay,” he texted, “I listened outside the hot tub faculty lounge squirrel bath. The resident faculty were talking about ‘the great game,’ so I looked it up online. That cartoon was in the Wikipedia article on the topic.”

Chef laid a much-soothed Pootie P on her chair and began slicing the pecan danish ring. She nodded to the Squirrel’s still-empty bowl. “And?”

He sighed. “So this week the resident faculty will discuss whether Russia’s 2008 invasion of Georgia, and current invasion of the Ukraine should be framed together as a revival of the Anglo-Russian ‘great game’ of the 19th century – with east and west vying for dominance over central Asia – or whether today’s Russia is more similar to the interwar German discontent and expansion of the 1920s and 30s, or indeed whether both of those frames are more misleading than useful.”

By the time the Squirrel finished, Chef had filled his bowl with stray pecans. And that’s how our secret decoder ring works.

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Happy Monday!