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Sunday, July 28, 2019

Sunday Morning Post (V.1, #27) – Still Too Hot for Satire


We are starting our fourth heat wave of the season in Southeast PA today.  It’s not as hot as it was last weekend; no triple-digit heat indexes or heat advisory warnings.  Still, it’s too hot for a full-blown satirical jab at the world.


Besides, the Arteejee editorial board (AKA Warrior Queen) had a rough night sleeping and she needs to rest today.


Last week we denounced and condemned the heat of the season.  This week, we say eff it, do a full turn around and embrace the soaring temperatures.


Yes, we’re fickle.


Here to celebrate is a video from a long-ago tribute to summer.




Enjoy and keep cool!



(Thank you for reading.   Now to dive into a fifty-gallon tank of iced tea...)

Sunday, July 21, 2019

Sunday Morning Post (V.1, #26) - It’s Too Hot for Satire


The weekend forecast here in Southeast PA called for highs at 100 and heat indexes in triple digits above that.  If the humidity was in the 30s, as it is supposedly in the southwest part of the country, this would be bearable.  But no, our humidity level is in the 70s, up in the oppressive heat level for those of us with chronic medical conditions.


In short, to paraphrase W.C. Fields, “It’s not a fit day out for man nor beast!”


At least one blog follower will be shocked, shocked to hear that I did not volunteer for Saturday morning overtime, as has been my recent wont because of the heat.   My original plan this weekend was to empty the freezer of all food and crawl inside until Monday morning.  Unfortunately, Warrior Queen would have had to find her own freezer.  In any event, our central air conditioning has kept us comfortable and we have not had to resort to crawling into an ice cave for comfort.


There have been attempts to cool everyone down, but the success rate is not very high.

The Hallmark Channel is having its annual Christmas in July film festival.  For those unfamiliar with this programming, it is when Hallmark broadcasts every film they have been able to produce simply by pairing the word Christmas with any and every word in the English language.  I imagine that we’ll soon be seeing titles like Apocalypse Christmas, or A Very Pussy Christmas.


In any event, let’s start thinking cold, freezing thoughts to get us through these serial heat waves. We will post two videos, one a perennial holiday favorite and the other a holiday song that I wish we would hear more often when the season is upon us.


Disclaimer for The Christmas Song: ignore the first line (chestnuts roasting on an open fire) and dwell on the second line (Jack Frost nipping at your nose.)  Yes, that should cool us down.  Thank you, Jack!


The second is from Monty Python’s Meaning of Life.   It is, in my humble opinion, a keen observation of how Christmas has been celebrated in western culture in recent decades:  a glorified worship of wealth and materialism and very little spirituality.  Besides, who could not love a musical production featuring bare-breasted seraphim (relax, the breasts are fake) and fully dressed British bankers cavorting in a swimming pool a la Esther Williams.






Stay cool, everyone!


(Thank you for reading.  Yo, evangelicals!  Heed the words at the end of the film about being nice and respecting everyone regardless of from where they came!)

Hallmark Channel is doing its annual Christmas in July movie festival.  Is it my imagination, or are they able to slap together a movie simply by pairing the word Christmas with any and all other words in the English language?   I can just imagine that we’ll be seeing titles like “Christmas Apocalypse” and “A Very Pussy Christmas” soon.
So, to cool us down let’s think cold, frozen thoughts.   Here to help us along are two videos for that cold season.  One is a perennial holiday favorite and the other in my humble opinion, should be heard more often during the holiday season.
Disclaimer for “The Christmas Song”: ignore the first line, Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.”   It’s not really helpful for our present hot, hot, hot condition.  Linger on the second line, “Jack Frost nipping at your nose.”  Oh yes!  That’s much better.
The second song celebrates Christmas as it has been celebrated in western culture in recent decades: lots of materialism and wealth worshipping, and very little spirituality.  Besides who can’t like a musical production featuring bare-breasted seraphim (relax the breasts are fake), and fully dressed British bankers cavorting in a swimming pool ala Esther Williams.
(Nat King Cole Christmas Song here.)
(Monty Python Christmas in heaven here.)
Stay cool, everyone!
(Thank you for reading.  Heed the words at the end of the film, evangelicals!  Be nice and respect everyone regardless of their culture!)