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sisyphusshruggedI was reminded of my favorite political joke, which I here share with you on this very symbolic day.
My Favorite Political Joke
A Universal Comedy in a Fraction of an Act
A Man: (walks into a doctor's office, his salesmanlike face twisted slightly with an expression of concern)
The Doctor: (asks him to sit down, and takes some cards out of a desk drawer)
The Man: (unconvincingly breezy)
The Doctor: (holding up a card)
The Man: (not at all good at appearing unconcerned, but a little smug)
The Doctor:
The Man: (with one of those little face twists that mean "I don't have to spell it out, we're both adults here)
The Doctor: (eyebrow raised)
The Man: (turns his head sideways at a 57 degree angle, squints, shifts in his seat a bit too casually, swallows hard and - could it be? - blushes a little)
The Doctor: (a trifle glum, realizing as any wise man does that there are certain inevitable punchlines rolling around the universe, and he's just stubbed his toe on one of them)
The Man: (leaps from his chair, shocked, stunned, secretly embarassed and righteously indignant)
and another day of discussing politics here on the world wide web drew gracefully to a close, and then another started.
A Universal Comedy in a Fraction of an Act
A Man: (walks into a doctor's office, his salesmanlike face twisted slightly with an expression of concern)
Doc, what's wrong with me?
The Doctor: (asks him to sit down, and takes some cards out of a desk drawer)
I'd like to administer a test.
The Man: (unconvincingly breezy)
Hey, you're the doctor.
The Doctor: (holding up a card)
What does this inkblot remind you of?
The Man: (not at all good at appearing unconcerned, but a little smug)
Sex
The Doctor:
This one?
The Man: (with one of those little face twists that mean "I don't have to spell it out, we're both adults here)
Sex.
The Doctor: (eyebrow raised)
This one?
The Man: (turns his head sideways at a 57 degree angle, squints, shifts in his seat a bit too casually, swallows hard and - could it be? - blushes a little)
Sex
The Doctor: (a trifle glum, realizing as any wise man does that there are certain inevitable punchlines rolling around the universe, and he's just stubbed his toe on one of them)
I'm afraid I believe that you are obsessed with sex.
The Man: (leaps from his chair, shocked, stunned, secretly embarassed and righteously indignant)
Hey, buddy. I'm not the one who keeps a drawer full of dirty pictures at work.
and another day of discussing politics here on the world wide web drew gracefully to a close, and then another started.
