Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I am still trying to comprehend the sheer magnitude of the joke that is the Shoah.

Never in my pre-investigative days did I ever suspect that Jews would murder themselves and then blame it on everyone else. It is the joke of the age.

It is not the joke of the year, or even of the century. It truly is the joke of an epoch. It DEFINES some kind of geologic era. "Everything that went before, that was nothin'. This here, well, this is in a category alllll by itself."

There was the Cambrian Explosion...

And then the Mesozoic Era or whatever...

And then the part where the Jews fried themselves.

The strange, wondrous species to be found in this magical era of comedy defy inclusion in any other kingdom, phylum, or class.

It truly is the joke of the universe. If the universe could devise only one joke during its lifetime, if it had all the time in the world to tell the setup, I think that would be the punchline: "So yeah: You know all those people who are always moaning about how everyone hates them? Turns out they fried themselves."

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This is still not a cross word. It's just that I'm flabbergasted. I am stupefied. I am dumbfounded. I did not think such a thing even theoretically possible within the continuum of deviant human behavior.

I guess I've seen it all now.