Monday, September 18, 2006

A call to arms

My good friend John O’Farrell at the BBC has composed a quaint little essay deploring the lack of humour on websites, specifically British ones. I am glad that he made that distinction. I laugh myself silly each day at the journals from the Mariana Islands.

I have sent a response, but do not expect the commies over there to publish it, reminding him that the world is in a serious predicament, and it ill behoves us to make light of this by resorting to attempts at humour.

I know that I can rely upon all of my readers (aMToNW) to support this stance by continuing to produce the humourless and boring drivel to which I have become accustomed as I peruse your product (almost) every day.

Now is the time to stand firm. Let us have more crochet patterns and discourses on the state of Welsh volleyball. I cannot bear to think that future generations, should our species survive, will view us as anything but upright and sober in our attempts to forge a new and safe world.

If I find anyone breeching the terms of this directive, then the full force of my ire will be unleashed.

So, Steve Irwin walks into a barb…

14 comments:

Dave said...

Is it OK if I send you details of how to crochet a volleyball outfit in Welsh colours?

Unknown said...

Send the full weight of your ire this way vicus. I could use more ire. Also, if you have any spare irk, send that along as well.

Vicus Scurra said...

Dave, thank you, that is find, provided that you do so in a sober and responsible fashion.

Vicus Scurra said...

I am out of both, Pamela. I am also completely bereft of iridium, which is somewhere between the two.

uyrvq - maximum level of anger one can feel when out of ire.

Anonymous said...

I have absolutely no intention of including any degree of humour in my magazine whatsoever. I think this has been noted.

tom909 said...

Take it from me Vicus (and I don't mean up the arse here), if you have half the number of problems as I have, with all the women in my life, the last thing on your mind will be humour.

Unknown said...

Who is giving you trouble Tommy? It certainly can't be me. I'm the model of submission and decorum.

Frontier Editor said...

Send me your Eire? Just goes to show that they should have checked Emma Lazarus' spelling.

Vicus Scurra said...

Pamela, Sharon has put Tom in his place. You would do well to emulate her.
FE, how good to see your comment here. Your brand of lunacy is indeed unique and illuminates the content here like a second sun.

tom909 said...

Pammy, you are an angel. If only others were the same. It's the SL lot, they're just not into playing the long game.
And Vicus please, I was deeply hurt by Sharon's comment - I really don't need you encouraging more people to turn against me, and especially not my sweet little mormon gal.

Anonymous said...

I was going to say that laughter involves the coordination of far too many muscles to make humour worthwhile but changed my mind. It's difficult to be serious when one's foot is stuck up another's derriere.

Romeo Morningwood said...

I am just wondering out loud for a moment..is it of any consequence whether one is laughing AT or WITH the humour on these websites?
Actually I prefer my British Website Humour to be as dry as sherry and demand that my American Website Humor be as coarse and unrefined as a Texan Whorehouse.

Canadian Website Humour is unceremoniously relegated to the purgatorial haven or middle ground and for the most part consists of a seemingly endless parade of Bilingual Beaver jokes.

Unfortunately this all encompassing unholy Triumverate leaves precious little else to laugh at (or with) except for the
madcap antics of Bloggers in Burkina Faso and the zany drivel of the Lithuanians.

Vicus Scurra said...

HE. Good to hear from you. How have you been? I try to avoid national stereotypes, although the Teutons make that difficult.
Everyone else - HE has an interesting thread at the moment for those of you who like a serious discussion. You will excuse me if I continue to use the web for trivial frivolity.

Frontier Editor said...

Hmmm, Vicus. Did you mean a warm, reassuring second sun as in Arthur C. Clarke's "2010"? Or perhaps a sickly, greenish-cast fading ball of gas that merely adds to the general malaise?

Either way, I'm cool.

pudaapp - a software application for one's . . . . never mind.