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Monday, August 28, 2006

Vy Der Leebrals Are Loosing!

Mein gut freund zent mein dis, about how der Republican party can take back der country!
It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then - just to loosen up. Inevitably, though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker. I began to think alone - "to relax," I told myself - but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time. That was when things began to sour at home. One evening I turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's.

Then I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't help myself. I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau, Muir, Confucius and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking around here, you'll have to find another job."

This gave me a lot to think about. I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking ."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!"

"But Honey, surely it's not that serious."

"It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college professors and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"

"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently.

She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door.

I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors. They didn't open. The library was closed. To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night. Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye, "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.

You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinkers Anonymous poster. This is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Next week it's "Career in Marketing." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed...easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me and I can see light at the end of the tunnel.

Yes...and today I took the final step............ I did it...I joined the Republican Party.
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Blogger Lola Heatherton said ... (Monday, August 28, 2006 9:59:00 PM) : 

Oh, Carl, that's such a heartwarming story of recovery! Thank you for the inspiration. Lola loves inspiration. You're so inspiring, I want to bear all your children!


Blogger Sporty said ... (Tuesday, August 29, 2006 5:37:00 AM) : 


You don't know what you're in for!

Seriously, I'm glad Carl is finally getting help for his thinking problem!


Blogger Lola Heatherton said ... (Tuesday, August 29, 2006 3:02:00 PM) : 

Oh, Sporty, you're so sincere.


Blogger Betty Jo Goering said ... (Tuesday, August 29, 2006 4:18:00 PM) : 

That there sure is a beautiful story yawl or would be if'n I could unnerstand it. I been drinkin some Sothern comfert today and a;lsk szzzzzzzzzzzzzzz;la f


Blogger Carl said ... (Tuesday, August 29, 2006 6:30:00 PM) : 


Mein vould be proud to insert mein zeed in you...


Blogger Carl said ... (Tuesday, August 29, 2006 6:31:00 PM) : 

Betty Cho,

Let mein help you put down zat bottle...dere...und now, let me halp you into der bed....jah....derrrrrrrrrrre....


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Anonymous Anonymous said ... (Tuesday, February 20, 2007 3:35:00 AM) : 

Russia - forever!



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