Oh, by the way…

The Editors and Sifu have returned. Go over and say “hey” when you get a chance.

 

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Brad, not sure if you saw this.

 
 

Tig- thanks, but that’s fake Gary. Still creepy as hell though.

 
 

The Editors’ Doughberg parody kicked mucho culo, no?

so.

 
Incontinentia Buttocks
 

So Brad, is that a confirmation that there was once a real Gary?

 
 

Yes, I know real Gary’s real email address. That’s how I check to see who’s real and who isn’t.

 
 

There is no Gary. Gary is a concept – more adjective than noun. To describe Gary is to describe a color, or a melody. The more fake Garys there are, the more real Gary becomes.

We are all Gary. And yet, without Gary, we are all incomplete…

I hope that clears that up once and for all…

mikey

 
 

Yes, I know real Gary’s real email address.

Have you ever met him in person? Do you know for a fact that his name is Gary?

This is a kettle of haddocks, and I’m fishing for answers.

 
 

Thanks Brad.

 
 

So I just went over to the blog that this post links to, apparently run by “Sifu Tweety.” Little question – and no, I’m not trying to be funny or anything – is that an authentic website or a parody of a Goldberg supporter?

 
 

It is an authentic website parody of a Goldberg supporter.

 
 

“It is an authentic website parody of a Goldberg supporter.”

Uh, thanks?

You know, there really is a point where absurdism and parody become virtually indistinguishable. After reviewing several of the posts on the Sifu blog, it certainly struck me as a parody. The problem though is that if you juxtapose it against Jonah’s presumably very serious absurdism, it raises a host of questions. After all, someone out there is presumably buying and subscribing to Jonah’s absurdist arguments and if one were very passionate about Jonah’s effort such as it is, that person would almost inevitably come off exactly like the Sifu parody.

 
 

The Editors do have a new special Keyboard Kommandos book available in softcover or via download…in recognition of the Pantload Opus.

 
 

LibFaLo, it used to be called “The Poor Man Institute for Freedom, Democracy and a Pony.”

 
 

Tig: I was wondering about that thepoorman.net URL, that also suggested a parody.

 
 

The site is too well-written to be other than a parody. No one can imitate D’ohBoy’s early adolescent SniteWrite style, or would want to. No one can imitate D’ohBoy’s admirers (not even Gary/Booger/Saul) or would want to.

 
 

No one can imitate D’ohBoy’s early adolescent SniteWrite style, or would want to. No one can imitate D’ohBoy’s admirers (not even Gary/Booger/Saul) or would want to.

You’re probably right, but when your subject takes the full blown face-dive into teh stoopid, as Goldberg did; you make a parody of it at your own risk.

 
 

If you buy only one book this year called Liberal Fascism, make it Liberal Fascism: http://www.lulu.com/content/1811025

 
 

I tried to a Google cache of the old site, but it’s pretty limited. Alas! The Editors did multiple episodes of “Keyboard Kommando Komix,” which were mind-blowingly hilarious, and has now bundled them all for purchase. A Google search turns up a few panels here and there, which would give you a small sense of them.

 
 

Tig: Thanks for the background.

 
 

I don’t run the site, LibFaLo. I am merely a cob-logger.

Buy the book!

 
 

Yeah, so all I’ve been hearing around the InternetsTubes for the last coupla months is “Whatever happened to Poor Man?” and “When will The Editors return?”, always typed with that particular indignant librulfascistic whiny tone, you know? I never heard of ’em before, but now that they’re “back,” I suppose I have to go check them out.

[goes to check them out]

Great. Another bookmark for my overburdened browser. Thanks. Thanks a lot, pal. And that is totally central to my point.

 
 

“I never heard of ‘em before, but now that they’re “back,” I suppose I have to go check them out.”

I’m doing the same.

 
 

There is no Gary. Gary is a concept – more adjective than noun. To describe Gary is to describe a color, or a melody. The more fake Garys there are, the more real Gary becomes.

The Gary that can be talked about is not the Eternal Gary.

 
 

Looks like Fake Gary is trying to start another “War of Northern Aggression” by launching an attack against a peace loving people.

When, oh when, will we learn to stop causing wars by refusing to just fucking do what the conservatives tell us and making them commit treason and kill people? Why we always gotta make them hit us?

*back on topic* Which reminds me, I need to check The Sneeze….

 
 

If you go into a dark room, lit by a single candle, stand in front of a mirror, and say Gary Ruppert’s name 317 times, then he will appear and bore you to death with fake right wing schtick.

 
 

“The Editors and Sifu have returned.”

Here’s one autodidact dilettante who doesn’t give a damn.

 
 

Yep, I bought the book, and I’m so happy to see the Editors and Sifu back among us.

And be sure to check out the Editors’ post on John Aravosis’ latest rich boy hissy fit. Doesn’t look like my linky will work, but scroll down to “Even Liberals are Sick of the Liberal Fascism.”

 
 

If Gary did not exist, we would have to invent him.

 
 

Sifu,

I’ve just sent you 1000 virgins made out of the most exquisite chocolate and italian deli meats for that comment. We’re all the Editor’s cob-loggers now.

 
 

Gary is a concept…..

Mikey, that’s beautiful.

 
 

“Gary is a concept…..”

…by which we measure our pain.

In the ASS, Gary. This is what you get when you fuck a stranger up the ass, Gary.

(8:30 am PST. Still on first coffee.)

 
Smiling Mortician
 

Yes, I know real Gary’s real email address.

Yeah, well, one time at a restaurant in Venice I was two tables away from Sara Gilbert, you know, the one who played Darlene on Roseanne? Yeah, her. And she said hello to me.

What?

 
 

Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be Garys, just for one day

 
 

There is no Gary. Gary is a concept – more adjective than noun. To describe Gary is to describe a color, or a melody. The more fake Garys there are, the more real Gary becomes.
We are all Gary. And yet, without Gary, we are all incomplete…

You dare to speak his name!

 
 

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