Tidbits from the Land of Odds
REJECTED SUBMISSIONS: A sampler of wry observations
The shorties below were deemed to be vulgar, insipid, flippant, provocative, politically incorrect — or some combination thereof.
What’s wrong with this picture?
File this under: Back-assward Risk Assessment
My friend Emily and her husband and son are unvaccinated.
Emily’s vaccinated parents decline to visit because her mother’s immune system is severely compromised consequential to chemotherapy for ovarian cancer.
Emily has promised her parents — to no avail — that she and her family would wear masks throughout the visit.
Emily’s parents are presently staying with relatives in New York City, which they have been exploring via the mass transit system.
Approximately 2 million people ride the subway daily.
67.45% of New York’s population have been vaccinated.
I’ll let you do the math.
Coronaphobic Corporate Policy
File this under: Moronic Mandate
My friend Emily (above) has worked remotely for the past 20 months — she got fired yesterday because she isn’t vaccinated.
Her job sucks, so Emily wanted out anyway. She’d stayed only because she’d been planning to have another child, and the company provides comprehensive coverage to pregnant persons of all genders.
Half-Masked Madness
File this under: Don’t Bother
I attended a Christmas dinner-dance yesterday. One couple came wearing standard-issue disposable masks, which they proceeded to pull off-on-off-on-off throughout the evening.
Heads-up guys: the coronavirus doesn’t take mask breaks.
Game Over
File this under: Duh!
Mick: partially disabled consequential to a car crash, awaiting in vain a settlement, has neither income nor job prospects.
Lauren: disabled by Multiple Sclerosis, gets enough to live comfortably in her parents’ house but not enough to afford independent living, much less support boyfriend Mick.
Mick resents Lauren for prioritizing her financial security over their relationship.
Seriously???!!!
Expletive Deleted
File this under: What the F …?
As heard on the radio: lyric from the song Closer, by Nine Inch Nails.
I wanna (bleep)uck you like an animal.
Hmmm … pluck?
But then why not just say “chicken” instead of “animal?”
I give up.
If you can f#(k!n& figure it out, let me know.
Team jacket monogram causes uproar
File this under: What the F …?
The PC Police in my city have decreed that our high school’s football team must divest itself of its name on the grounds that Red Raiders is offensive to Indi — oops! I mean Native Americ — sorry: Indigenous Peoples.
The hoopla triggered my memory of a controversial monogram imprinted on the jackets of the Track-and-Field team in the neighboring town of Wakefield. The team members, with the approval of their unwitting coach, came up with…
WTF!
Apology is Not in Order
File this under: Town Haunted by Phantom Offenses
Melrose Massachusetts Police Chief Michael Lyle apologized on behalf of an unnamed officer responsible for the roadway message board that drew ire from the P.C. Contingent. The offensive passage: The safety of all lives matter.
The officer claimed to have no political agenda; I have no cause to doubt him. More likely, he segued from a generic safety message to play off the tiresome soundbite: BLM and its contentious counterpart, ALM, are earworms more catching than the coronavirus.
Mind your own A’s and B’s if you will — -and you’d better — -but leave the officer out of it.






