More Evidence For A Koufax

Some nine months ago, I proposed that the commenting works of one Meister John Thullen should be gathered up for easy reference and posterity. And, in the comments to that post, I received quite a bounty of links for the bibliography.

However, Meister Thullen has continued to produce, and the Thullenskommentenzusammenstellungwerk has lagged behind. He himself is too sane gainfully employed humble to blog; we must follow behind and pick up what we can.

From the Meister's thoughts on the Nov. 2006 elections results and their effect on Congressional ethics reform:

I view the current turnover in the following way: we're merely returning to politics as usual, kind of like the Mafia returning to its previous incarnation as the Black Hand. Corrupt, sure, but in a smaller-scale, more local sort of way. Unlike the contemporary Republican Party, which decided all industry from waste collection to Vegas should be corrupted in one monolithic Mafioso machine, we're going back to one-on-one payola, where the little guy gives up a little baksheesh but gets protected in the meanwhile.

This is very wise and true, but you've got to read the whole thing (and what it's responding to) to experience the full Dadaist explosion.

This comment contains the incomparable line: "Reading Tre/vino is like opening a dictionary and being bitten by a puff adder."

A thread on polar bears and global warming eventually led to a snowbound John Thullen's channelling this misanthropic fantasy: [an excerpt]

I have a feeling we'll be reading of Americans eating each other out of spite, not because we taste good, but because the damned gummint didn't do anything because we din't want the gummint to do anything, because the sobbing lady, and the guy who cut in line, and the grim Santa Claus, and the fat family figured the gummint would just screw things up and steal our money and regulate us and give jobs to pointy-headed liberal scientists who we will eat when we get done dining on Rush Limbaugh, who convinced us of all the above so George Bush could get elected and cut our taxes so we could buy more skim milk at the store, which isn't there in time, the damned unions.

This one is a little hard to describe, but virgin births, reptiles, donuts, and mysterious men in sombreros figure.

Meister Thullen is so well-known for his work in the medium-to-long comment form that we often forget his contributions in the genre of the one-liner: "Tell you what, I'll have a beer with Bush, and will continue to do so for two years to keep him busy."



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