While I've always had problems taking reality seriously, I think that the election of George Bush shoved us all squarely into the realm of the surreal world of Pythonesque sadism .
For example, let's look at GW:
The only thing differentiating him from these fellows:
is that GW, instead of shooting himself, kills everybody else instead.
Among his wacky antics, the manipulation of terror alerts:
demonstrate GW's mastery of this Pythonesque principle:
It would be nice to say this ended with George Bush, but, alas, it hasn't.
Two extraordinarily popular political commentators
seem to model their on air histrionics after this shopkeeper:
making themselves appear to be nothing more than Python ejaculate.
Some recent additions to the "Python skit as reality" canon include Christine O'Donnell, who appears, in many ways, to be the quintessential Python skit come to life. With her pentagram picnics
& her "I am not a witch" denials
it appears she could be wandering around clutching this bit of Holy Grail ephemera:
While her MTV ad for "sexual purity"
makes me think that her SALT crew spontaneously breaks into rousing renditions of this song at the least provocation.
It all would be quite amusing if she wasn't running for office. Although, her recent political debate:
makes her a perfect candidate for this game show:
My second example was called to my attention by my friend Eric. His name is Col. Russell Williams & he is responsible for tipping me over "the edge" into full blown Python paranoia. Having read Eric's news byte pastie, I did a web search on Mr. Williams & found these lovely images:
As my eye twitched & my sphincter puckered, my carefully constructed charade began to crumble and the truth slapped me in the mouth like a dead carp.
Do you see? Do you understand? We're all living in a "reality" that appears to be the bastard child of Monty Python & torture porn.
Colonel Williams, ruthless degenerate politically connected panty wearing wanker that is, proves this point quite succinctly I think.
Quite frankly, Colonel Williams contribution to our sleazy human soiree of satire & screaming has made me want to change my name to Mr. Creosote.
"Better get a bucket..."