WIDDLEDUB PROMOTES AMBIGUOUS LAW LIBRARY (Tweeting His Scary Decisis to the Birds & the Birthers)
By THE DIS-ASSOCIATED PRESS
Singing little known jingoistic jingles to the flummoxed floater inside his head, his two surveilling eyes still more terrible than a bleeding pullet, Widdledub released the convoluted plans for his high-status Ambiguous Law Library which would be headed by Jonny Yoooo with crude overseas funding located sho-nuff off-shore somewhere in the a.m. going south.
Despite lingering concerns and opposition from southern method-actors, Blunderdick half-heartedly mentioned to Widdledub that minor republican hummingbirds like Yooo, addicted to the red sticky of downwardly spiraling empirical realities always get access to the hegemonic legal juice and can still utter flutteringly laudable lies whether re-employed as counsel or wingnutted for political profit into creamy base-butter.
Widdledub slowly climbed the 22 key steps to his new ambiguous law office as deficits of doom squelched his languorous feelings like positron props holding up the democratic future. Grabbing Siddamn's unloaded 9.11 mil. Grok Huss-Pistol from his office trophy drawer and making a gurgling sound, Widdle wobbled for a spider-hole moment. A frantic call had just come in from Blunderdick's snide-kick, Diz Blamey (not the Lizbian one). She screeched that somewhere over the rainbow in New York City in the duo-pluvial northeastern summer; Widdledub's 9.11 bullyhorn had been designated as misplaced malice aforethought!
Media memories had never spoken so intensely to Blamey's amorphous eyes without recalling the high notes that Daddydick had reached in the good old once-upon-a-time days before big-eyed blog surveillance had broadcast Blunder's blunders. But now, even in the absurd suburbs and urburbs across ill-ogical Amerika, ice cream wagons driven by out-of-work lefties preprogrammed to restore organic cows wheeled through her thoughts, pressing her senses toward taste-buds of tubbiness and concealed curios and digitized alibi-sexual melodies repeating without mercy, evoking dreamy days that never were, but evolving solely for this simul-contrast demo-counter to Sunday talk shows.
Under Blunderdick's outstanding anti-Constitutional orders, Dizzie's bubbles of facial anxiety nearly burst when the uptight Lamebridge police department skipped through Widdle's (so far) closed Gates and surrounded the mystery woman, Gallery Flame, who had shown up unexpectedly like an outed CIA agent in an open dart gallery, concealing Widdledub and Blunderdick's unredeemed trophy tickets for the Guantanamo Bay Closing Ceremonies. Without standing conviction, Ms. Gallery noted as an aside to Diz that a post-post-press conference strategy had yet to be instigated by the gate-keeping community concerning the content of the 9.11 Lamebridge police tapes, and who called whom a what, by any other name.
Widdle reconfiddled his pistol while twittering for dollars in reckless rhythms. (Undisclosed in olfactory fictions with pre-existing renditions, Blunderdick had once again "accidentally" stolen Widdledub's bullyhorn without asking and was thundering his own anomalous repartee into the late Liddynight air).
Dubbuns holstered his gun and tweeted his grand opening statement to the press. By now the total media circus was in town setting up for the surreptitious spectacle of Widdledub dressed distinctly in a black judge's costume with an oversized white cowboy hat floating overhead; a rhinestone Happy Trails belt wrapped snugly around his embroidered demeanor. He smiled for the cameras like a lunitary ex-ecutive and continued writing scary decisions with disappearing ink, mimicking those enacted while in office. But instead of receiving the giddy glare of anticipated pre-publicity, all spotlights suddenly whirled toward the lonely figure of the new Whitehouse Precedent.
O-BALM-AH Reveals "Social" is a Pre-Existing Condition of Humanity
Mercifully slowing down the merry-go-round of transparent Health "care" lobbyistical bummers, Precedent O-Balm-Ah simultaneously achieved vibrational epiphanies in the heads of nihilistic reporters and the beds of corrupt members of Congress concerning their imminent vacations. But chiefly aiming his wizened words to the synthetically-profitable middle masses and to the many dis/under/insured debt-laden and disabled-by-disasters "our country isn't us anymore" citizens, he announced a pronouncement affirming the pre-existing socialized nature of illness (which is no longer covered by privatized health insurance.)
Suppressing his familial health insurance history like a cancer victim on pain-killers, O-Balm-Ah calmly un-elevened the abstract health of the nation, while also disarming Widdledub of his nine-o'clock Grok with a donation of bifurcated cowboy boots and a fresh copy of his Hawaiian birth certificate.
Notwithstanding a few New Guernsey organ re-locators, the citizen's representatives had pro-formally dressed up for the public's last option, but there was not a single payer at the revolving door, other than Denny Kucinich, Anthony Weiner and 76% of the American public.
Precedent O-Balm-Ah then declared that the Constitution was still in effect, in effect, though sorely affected by perverse capitalization, consensual stupidity, and herewith unreformed profiteering of the Common Good.
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Stratofrog! You have outdone yourself AND every other parodist here! There are so many amazing puns and parody terms and amazing new phunny phrases in this piece to resistance, tour de force blog that I simply cannot praise it highly enough!
I wish I could write a suitably parodisical response!
Oh, and P.S. - I fixed the "problem" - and I must beg your forgiveness - as the error was entirely my fault. Hopefully I have learned my lesson. And I am heartily sorry. Thankfully, it likely went unnoticed (by all except you) - and no one will be the wiser now either...
If I were dd, I'd definitely give this blog a Big Daly Award. It is outstanding! In paragraph 2 alone I counted 9 or 10 separate parody elements!
Kudos! :-)
July 26, 2009 2:50 PM | Reply | Permalink
Those bluish dogz are presently obstructing our parade to political parott-ice! Our only choice is to personally pundit those pugilistic pollywogs of résistance with frumious froggvoices, etcetera...
Thanks TheraP! Your voice is heard and appreciated!
July 26, 2009 4:01 PM | Reply | Permalink
Oh, boy! You have the gift!!!! :-)
July 26, 2009 4:03 PM | Reply | Permalink
Thank you, thank you!
Some one has to keep an eye on that Widdledub. I have your post bookmarked for later linkish consumption.
Quite the masterpiece!
=D
July 26, 2009 2:53 PM | Reply | Permalink
Hi Bwak!
:~)
My eyes have been opened by (a) Flowerchild (to the Widdlizing) and (b) tpmgary’s intractable Blunderkin. I’m just glad you said “link later” which is a gratitude frognosticator from me.
July 26, 2009 4:27 PM | Reply | Permalink
Yes whilst I comsume a linkish feast, you might be amused over at Eades
http://tpmcafe.talkingpointsmemo.com/talk/blogs/eades/2009/07/iranian-pro-government-academi.php?ref=reccafe
I just pegged widdle as wormtail.
=D
July 26, 2009 4:40 PM | Reply | Permalink
Thank you Stratofrog.
If I could rec' this a dozen times I would do so. You raise wordsmithing to new Stratospheres of wit, wisdom, satire, and alliteration -- thrown in as if carelessly when the combination is all.
I hereby propose a new TPM Award -- to be given only to you.
July 26, 2009 3:17 PM | Reply | Permalink
I second that! Especially because you have all the lingo down pat on what she's done here. Please propose the award name - using wit, wisdom, satire and alliteration.... ;)
July 26, 2009 4:04 PM | Reply | Permalink
What else, TheraP, but the TPM Strato'sphere Award? Glad you concur.
July 26, 2009 5:01 PM | Reply | Permalink
I wanted your take on this Belle besides TheraP's.
Of course I give the Dayly Award, INFRA, but THIS IS SOMETHING ELSE. HA!!!
July 26, 2009 5:11 PM | Reply | Permalink
I totally love the term! I concur on that too! :)
July 26, 2009 6:39 PM | Reply | Permalink
That is an inspired choice in the highest style of doublelicious linguistic periginations.
July 26, 2009 7:12 PM | Reply | Permalink
Dearest Staebler,
Your kind words are enough for this silly frog.
My heart is filled with happiness, because you imbibe these lexical expressos.
July 26, 2009 5:19 PM | Reply | Permalink
bravo, Strato, a tour de farce, magically rendicious.
July 26, 2009 4:05 PM | Reply | Permalink
Since your initial interstitial gift of thoughts, (relating to the spaces you left me between the crystals of your brilliant invention of Blunderdicktated channeling on TPM) Gary, thanks so much! In other words, thank you for expanding the universe!
July 26, 2009 5:44 PM | Reply | Permalink
You are one of a kind Strato! This is insanely good. Emphasis on the insane and the good.
July 26, 2009 4:42 PM | Reply | Permalink
Obey,
I follow, comply with and observe, mind and abide that your comment is in the first part probably an amalgamation of all the questioning characters here. In the second, I be reluctant to admit anything in public, emphasis noted and cherished.
July 26, 2009 6:03 PM | Reply | Permalink
Well this is easy today for me anyway. I have considered the poet of the day but I hereby render unto you the Dayly Blog of the Day Award for this here TPMCafe Site, given to all of you from all of me.
This is poetry in motion with 100 links...hahahahahahahha
THIS IS GREAT!!!!!!!
July 26, 2009 4:51 PM | Reply | Permalink
DD,
I feel honored, for your sweet award makes me happy.
So much to be thankful for today!
You taught me heart for heart’s sake.
So for goodness sakes thanks! - from all of me to all of you.
July 26, 2009 6:20 PM | Reply | Permalink
This cannot go off the boards Strato, this has to be read again and again.
Cross post it somewhere. Make sure you save it.
And run it again next week or something.
THIS IS ART.
July 26, 2009 5:08 PM | Reply | Permalink
This is as insightful a contemporary analysis of the machinations of the cabal as any I've read. It also is likely that 'those who watch' are too dense to figure it out.
Highest kudos from the water world.
July 26, 2009 7:17 PM | Reply | Permalink
Oh my! Surely you Manateese me!
But if you're talkin' bout those electronic FISA-gators, I'm not sure about their level of brine density. Beware the datasnatch my friend, the laws that bite...
July 26, 2009 7:38 PM | Reply | Permalink
Whoo hooo hoo ... "manatease" - love it. FISAgators indeed. That's a keeper for the Strato'spheric lexicon!
July 26, 2009 8:41 PM | Reply | Permalink
Man. If you are right this could change everything.
(Wonderfully entertaining.)
July 27, 2009 12:36 AM | Reply | Permalink
LarryH,
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Your piece (and ensuing discussion)
on the Krell had a big impact :~)
Did you see this one? With instrumentality.
http://www.digitaljournal.com/article/276516
July 27, 2009 4:13 AM | Reply | Permalink
Holy cow, Strat. I reckon if you hooked yer brain up to one of those fancy brain activity machines while you were writing this piece, there'd be so much color activity it'd freak out the doctor. ;o)
Holy cow.
That's all I got.
Just, holy cow.
:o)
July 27, 2009 9:35 AM | Reply | Permalink