Possumblog

I MUST PROTEST!

Silly old work, among other things. But that’s okay, because it DOES give me a nice little hook for this week’s Protest Edition of the Axis of Weevil Thursday Three!

The questions this week have been sent from that hotbed of campus protest, East Carolina U, by one of those agitating academics, Dr. Jim.

For some reason, Jimbo seemed to have been in a cranky mood last week when he sent these in. I hope for the sake of the contest, he’s still cranky. Or that all of you are. Or were at some time in your checkered past.

ANYway, enough of that. Take a moment and answer these three questions:

1. Have you ever been involved in a protest?
2. Have you been an active member of a political party and campaign?
3. What was the big movement of your generation?

SO, either leave a comment below OR a link to the answers on your blog. That is, if you dare, given the chilling winds of Rovian dissent-stifling that has cloaked our nation in a wet, smelly blanket of fear and trepidation brought on by the reckless cowboy imperialism of King Chimpy McHitlerburton. (Thankfully, I do have some organic aluminum foil available if you’d like to make yourself a mind control ray deflector for your head.) ANYway, answer those, and let’s see what’s what.

AS FOR MY ANSWERS…

1. Not really, although there was an incident in junior high school of juvenile prankitude involving the posting of a posterboard placard in a hallway; an incident that some think I was involved in. Thankfully, as Americans we all know now that such allegations are meaningless unless one can adequately define the word “is.” Likewise, it should be obvious that the various tenses of “is,” such as “was” are also included in this understanding.

Aside from being, or not being, involved in this, there was also the time that I was at Auburn where we had an “edible architecture” contest, involving the creation of building-looking things out of graham crackers and marshmallows and spaghetti and peanut butter. Some of my fellow mush-headed classmates determined such a waste of food was untenable, and circulated a petition decrying this mindless frivolity at a time when the roads and byways of America were choked with the desiccated bodies of victims of Reaganomics. Obviously, I signed the petition, because I was asked to by a girl-type classmate who was put together better than anything in my architecture textbooks. And then proceeded to participate in the contest along with the rest of the folks on my team. I suppose the fact that we did not win should be taken as punishment for being so shallow. Or possibly an indictment of college architecture professors who are so isolated from reality that they don’t know GOOD edible architecture when it’s right before their eyes.

2. Nope. I distrust political parties, although I don’t mind giving my opinion when one of them or their members messes up, or, for that matter, does a good thing.

3. My generation? I think it was whether the Stones had become too disco to still be considered a rock band. That, and the idea that reckless cowboy imperialism can be quite fun. ¡VIVA LA REVOLUCION!

OH, and by the way--Sarah G wins the pool for closest time, being that she was the only one to put down a time. Her guess was 11:35, and the actual time of posting was 11:55:31 CT. Which is pretty close, I'd say. The only problem? Just as I was posting this, MuNu had some kind of conniption fit and went Tango Uniform, so no one can read Possumblog or any of the other fine Munuvians.

Oh well.

In any event, Sarah will be receiving the Possumblog--Home Version board game, with the special commemorative box art and genuine pewter playing pieces.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at January 19, 2006 11:55 AM