Posted by: Monkey Wrench Mary
In times of widespread chaos and confusion, it has been the duty of more advanced human beings--artists, scientists, clowns and philosophers--to create order. In times such as ours, however, when there is too much order, too much management, too much programming and control, it becomes the duty of superior men and women to fling their favorite monkey wrenches into the machinery. To relieve the repression of the human spirit, they must sow doubt and disruption. ~The Chink~
Well now, has there ever been a more concentrated soup of superior minds and monkey wrenches than right here on the afTRlife? I mean, who else can loose a flock of red-headed woodpeckers (in all their forms), tribes of Clockwork shamen, troups of tightrope walking arialists, battalions of baboons and cans o' beans, conch shells and dirty socks?
In celebration of the Birth of Our Tom, perhaps tomorrow would be an appropriate day to launch our Monkey Wrench Revolution. The time to get out our most creative arsenal of pranks, hijinx, capers and monkey wrenches and fling them with all our might, in tandem and with great joy, into the machinery.
I've recently learned (news sometimes travels slowly to the northwest wilds) that people in Japan (or was it Hong Kong?) take the day of Buddha's birth off from work. I propose that we all call in well on Monday to allow for recovery from tomorrow's celebration of Tom's birthday. It's the least we can do.
With bowed head and raised fist, I cry~
Revolution, Sisters and Brothers!