05 June 2010

Gone Too Far

My brother-in-law Michael has some weird friends and wacky stories. Like the time he and a friend, probably Moon, were in a bar.

A man came in, went to the jukebox, and played Sam The Sham & The Pharoah's "Wooly Bully."



The song finished. The man played it again.

And again. And again.

Finally, Moon got up, went to the man, and punched him in the face.

"One Wooly Bully too many," Moon explained.

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A few years ago, some hippie/conspiracy types started talking about how the world was going to end on Dec. 21, 2012, because that is when the Aztec calendar abruptly ends.

Oh ho, ho, we said. Those silly hippies. Those silly Aztecs.

Oh ho, ho, though glaciers were melting.

Oh, ho, ho, though fisheries were collapsing.

Oh, ho, ho, as a fifth of the world's coral reefs died.

When everyone was busy raising crops on Farmville, real farmers were watching their pollinators, the bees, die off at an alarming rate.

Now as the Gulf Oil Disaster keeps going and going, as more affected states are added to the map each day, as birds flop to shore, exhausted and covered in crude, I wonder if the Aztecs might be right.

I wonder if this is just one Wooly Bully too many.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

sigh, I hope not.

lagata said...

It is quite sad and scary what is happening/what we are doing/contributing to our world.

I guess we just go on doing our little things to help and remain hopeful...

Joe Crawford said...

Many people apparently love to play things over and over.

Darn world, always trouble.

Sister Wolf said...

shit.

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