In the time it takes you to read this, Andaman and Nicobar archipelago tribesmen will have reloaded their bows and slingshots and flung another volley of sharpened tree branches and rocks at the Indian coastguard helicopters bringing food and water aid to the remote island cluster. Meanwhile, half a world away, Michael Moore—in what he calls his “homage” to the UN relief efforts—sets up an army surplus tent in his West Side loft and begins eating an entire truckload of single-serve pudding cups.
Yes! Good news and funny news at once. This, we like.
Chocolate or vanilla?
The true “homage” to UN relief efforts, though, would have to be held at a swank hotel and involve lots of talk–but no actual food for anyone not involved in the talking.
Mr. Moore is too busy to eat a truckload of pudding right now. He’s busy trying to figure out how to shift his considerable girth without causing tectonic shifts on the other side of the globe.
But if he were to eat that much pudding, how many of those bags of water would it take to wash those down?
I was wondering how long it would be before the efforts of the UN suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous misfortune. Thanks for answering my query.
Sounds like a great vacation spot: http://www.andamanisland.com/
swimdad (eco-friendly)
“I was wondering how long it would be before the efforts of the UN suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous misfortune.”
You realize, of course, that the outrageous misfortune is that the UN is doing absolutely nothing.
Oh, wait. They HAVE sent an assessment team to coordinate the other assessment teams they’ll be sending. And they’ve asked the people who are actually accomplishing something—Americans, Australians, and Indians—to put on blue helmets so the “right people” get the credit.
Thanks, Jeff. My daughter is taking this article to school for 8th grade current events day tomorrow.
She’s not allowed to read Protein Wisdom yet because of all the gratuitous profundity.
you crack me up…your post reminded me of what a funny word “pudding” is to say…
Pudding…pudding…pudding…
Funnier still if you don’t pronounce the “-ing” fully.
Pudd’n…pudd’n…pudd’n…
Guess they still need to work on that whole “pygmy cannibals with poison arrows” thing, huh?
1)Eco-friendly tourist location, my right buttock. It seems to me that the eco has been none too friendly to the tourists lately.
2)I bet those airplanes were loaded with frozen croissant. (The only useful piece of information in that Time Magazine special issue.)
3)The Gods Must Be Crazy.
4) Is this what the Islamic Jihad New Year’s Resolution was all about??
What outrageous fortune. Still, the Indians are noble to suffer it.
Re: Pudding
The funniest is when you say “pud”. But then, you’re not talking about pudding anymore.
Not until after some additional effort, anyway.
>>But the authorities say the attack is a sign that they have survived.<<
What kind of authorities would these be? Where did they get such experience to notice that people who can shoot arrows are pretty likely alive?