|"what if frodo had died on mount doom"||Ignoring the blasphemy long enough to answer the question, I daresay there would be no Frodology had that happened, as religions which posthumously worship people for their deaths rather than their good deeds are hard to come by|
|"why doesnt sauron go invisible when he wears the ring"||Luckily this question was asked in the FAQ and answered, after a fashion|
|"words to uy my tacos it is asong"||If it is asong, then I am agog|
|"frodo sam mary pippin go place"||Boy, did they ever! This summer I too plan to go place|
|"who is sexiest aragorn legolas gimli"||Gimli, with his mane of fiery hair|
|"how did the utahraptors become extinct"||Luckily he will have learned that the Mormons did it|
|"i am a post op transsexual"||With a slightly appalling three searches for these exact words|
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
But do we really need reminding? Parents don’t bring children into the world lightly. A father knows the risk that his target-wife will become a swollen mockery of her former sexy self, and it is a burden he must shoulder every time he thinks about sex, which is to say, every time he thinks about anything but food, and sometimes even then too. And who could forget that a burst condom is the most heinous crimesin in the eyes of Frodo? A quick tally gives you
- Original crimesin of the conceived child
- Attempted abortion (through the, uh, abortive use of contraceptives)
- Aiding and abetting the child’s original crimesin (you’d better hope there aren’t twins!)
- Deriving pleasure from sex itself
That children are a drain on society goes without saying, leeching us of our resources one guiltily-given penny at a time. In the midst of all this wasted money, it can be hard to see how we can turn these grimy freeloaders into an investment. “Show me how to harvest them!” I hear you saying.
While some of the following ideas might strike you as odd, they are part of a new wave of alternative childrearing theories, or as I like to call it, Intelligent Parenting. If it’s good enough for
1. Child labor
I know what you’re thinking. Such an ugly word. But you’d be wrong. It’s actually two words. And in the
Squeamish government agencies have this quaint notion that children need protecting and should be prevented from working. But what kind of capitalist system do we have if we can’t open it up to all comers? Shouldn’t the avid consumers of the toy industry be allowed to participate in their making? Anything else is just perverse.
Savvy parents can utilize the full range of capitalist institutions to reap the benefit of their children’s new employment. Play time can be called ‘going on strike’, and the family Rottweiler could be renamed ‘Strike Breaker'. Instead of whipping your boy with your belt, you’re now using the ‘invisible hand’. Pinstripe trousers and funny moustaches are optional. I imagine it looking something like this.
Click to enlarge... if you like your child abuse nice and big, you sick fuck
“What about an economy of scale?” you say? I’m glad you asked.
Frodologist parents will find that their children work much more productively if they have sufficient to institute a production line and/or shifts. Twins, triplets, and further manifestations of fetal bad luck are gifts from Frodo, and a sign that you should use them as enthusiastically as their frail, premature skeletal structures will allow.
Barren like the Plains of Dagorlad? Unable to conceive? Well don’t let a lack of imagination get you down! Ah, but seriously, baby theft, or as we like to call it – ‘adoption’ – is always an option. The Christian organization Accidental Parenthood literally has thousands of unwanted kids, including specimens in the much sought-after Potential Children™ range.
If this sounds like something you might be interested in, inquire about Frodology’s Sackfull Movement. Sackfulls are inspired by Scripture, which
warns encourages followers that...
You also get a free t-shirt.
3. Smart charities
Finally, we encourage you to donate only to charities which use their resources responsibly. Based on that canny atheist notion of nihilist morality, these ‘smart charities’ use regional concepts of ethics to allocate their limited means to greatest effect. For example, our analysts realized that charities which aim respectively to alleviate poverty and reduce starvation are actually competing, but share a common goal. Thanks to our efforts, many Ethiopians now achieve both by eating their superfluous children.
Hello? Who’s this? The Nobel Foundation? Our Peace Prize is on the way? Genius!
With all of this excellent parenting going on, don’t forget to keep the end goal in mind. By populating Frodo’s green Earth with little Frodologists, or Frodologist children of Frodologists as I understand the new atheist vernacular to have it, the Faith will reach exponential growth. Once we reach a critical mass, we can finally have our day of rest, safe in the knowledge that we’re too big to ignore.
Sit back, and like adolescent hormonal clockwork, your little chav children will run around creating even more little chav children.
We’re the state’s problem now.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
If I understand my theology, and I think I do, Jesus was stapled to a more or less crossish plank of wood and left to die, which he eventually did after several Ridley Scott-inspired drawn out and highly dramatic sequences. Then, with a stunning Ronald Reagan-like refusal to die, he rose from the dead, and in doing so spawned a whole subgenre of amateurish horror films.
Now, the problem posed is that science currently doesn’t recognize resurrection as an activity of which humans are generally capable, opposable thumbs notwithstanding. Certainly, if we peruse history, we encounter several near misses:
- In 1099, legend has it that El Cid fought off Death’s scythe and led his troops to victory over the Muslim hordes at the gates of Valencia. What the Muslims didn’t know was that El Cid had died and was simply strapped to his horse. He would later not come back to life.
- Lord of Gondor and companion of Frodo, Boromir son of Denethor fought and killed several Uruk-hai while nursing a chest full of arrows. He died shortly thereafter, and other than a deleted scene in the subsequent film, would not come back to life either.
- Jesus… oh, wait, never mind.
- Anastasia Romanov was the daughter of the last Czar of Russia, and though believed for decades to have been murdered by Bolsheviks in 1917, was suspected by some still to be alive. A 1997 Disney film based on the myth captured the hearts of millions of children, until her decomposed body was discovered an almost comically short time later to prove that, no, in fact, she had died as advertized.
So, if Jesus was actually resurrected, history isn’t going to help us and we need to examine the hard science behind his particular case.
Possibility #1 – Jesus was a zombie
It has been demonstrated by countless films and highly unverifiable folklore that humans are capable of resurrection, the unfortunate caveat being that they become zombies. The traditional view of the zombie, or ‘undead’, is that of a mindless automaton that eats ‘brains’. This is of course a sexed up Hollywood stereotype. Prudent zombies are thought to be every bit as clued up on the dangers of hematophagy as a disease vector as we are, and are more discriminate in their consumption of blood products these days for the risk of HIV.
The one bit of evidence in support of this theory is that zombies are unhindered by serious blood loss. It is thought that Jesus’ own blood loss would have been prodigious due to his hemophilia which he would have inevitably inherited due to the eons of inbreeding kicked off by Adam and Eve.
Possibility #2 - Jesus was an immortal wizard
Alternatively, it is possible that, like Gandalf, Jesus was a wizard who couldn’t die, even after falling from a very great height and then climbing back up that very great height, all the while hacking and slashing at a demon wrought from smoke and fire.
Possibility #3 - Jesus never lived
The only complication still being researched by scientists is a linguistic one. The problem is it is not known whether 'to resurrect' is a reflexive verb. Those who argue a subject can resurrect itself have some explaining to do, as it is generally thought that dead people are incapable of acting out verbs.
Please feel free to read the other articles in the ‘Miracles’ series:
Part I - Is Jesus out of blood by now?
Part II - How hard is it for virgins to give birth?
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Mr Grasping has taken the time to answer some questions forwarded to us here at Frodology. Aces!
Q: Everybody knows that there is no such thing as a Wizard. The only references to Wizards that we have are in, like, really old books; and nobody who claims to be a Wizard will submit themselves to scientific testing. Therefore the sacred texts lied about the existence of Wizards – so how can we be sure that a race of so-called “Hobbits” ever really existed, let alone worship one?
A: Many things that we take for granted by today’s standards (televisions, aeroplanes and rocket ships that fly to the moon) would have been considered “magical” by the average layperson during the time that the sacred texts were written. I think it’s very reasonable to say that Gandalf and his ilk were actually very clever scientists (much cleverer than you or I). Therefore it would be incredibly silly to ask a master scientist to be tested scientifically… chances are he’d end up testing the scientists instead!
Q: Many of the “magical” beings from Middle Earth conveniently sailed away to a mysterious, otherworldly destination at the end of the scriptures; thereby making it impossible to perform scientific analyses on their remains. Why should I believe that any of them existed in the first place?
A: We cannot imagine that which is inconceivable. Therefore the fact that we can imagine Wizards (master scientists), and Elves (the master race), means that their existence is conceivable. The burden of proof is on you to validate your unsubstantiated belief that Wizards and Elves have never existed. Try to do it without referencing the very Wizards and Elves you claim not to believe in! Ha, you’re laughable; and I am the king of challenge-riposte!
Q: Unlike Narnians under the reign of the usurper Miraz, the people of Middle Earth didn’t go to school. How can we trust anything that came from them as being historical fact when most of them couldn’t tell you the difference between their arse and their elbow?
A: I find it ironic that you will trust the Narnian sources when compiling an argument about how the Middle Earth sources are unreliable. You’re such a hypocrite. Besides, my doctorate isn’t in arses and elbows – go and bother someone else with your silly question, idiot-face fundy atheist.
Anyone else dare to take me, the undisputed king of Frodological exegesis on? I can save 90% of you the time by telling you that you’re fucking idiots!
Of course no article from PJ Grasping would be complete without one of his signature cartoons:
"I Zap Fundy Atheists", copyright Grasping 2009.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
|The hobbits arrive in Mordor. It’s nothing like what they were shown on the pamphlet, and much of it isn’t even built yet. Frodo and Sam are disappointed, and the tension threatens to cleave their friendship in two.|
|Sam||You promised me a beautiful honeymoon, and look where we are! Stinking marshes, bleak mountains, no wildlife, and countless English pubs full of shaven heads and football shirts. We might as well have stayed at home.|
|Frodo||The ‘Cock and Lion’ looks alright.|
|Sam||No! I’m sleeping outside tonight.|
|Orcs cross the River Anduin into Gondor under the cover of night to sack Osgiliath.|
|Gandalf and Merry arrive in Gondor. Gandalf and Pippin. Merry. They prepare to defend Minas Tirith against an attack from Sauron’s ugliest army yet. They watch from the walls as legions of orcs approach.|
|Gondor Soldier #1||I say, William, they’ve got nothing on us. Look at our armor: shiny and lovely. Perfect spiffing gentlemen we are. And look at them. Disgusting!|
|Soldier #2||Mmm, quite.|
|Meanwhile, Theoden and his army depart from Rohan. Desperate to fight, Merry is almost left behind, but is brought along at the last minute by some broad on a horse. Sorry, I meant Pippin.|
|Pippin||I have a pointy sword.|
|Broad on horse||I know, I wish you weren’t sitting behind me.|
|Even more meanwhile, Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas are traipsing around some caves looking for a narrative device that will deliver Minas Tirith from certain doom with a swift blow of deus ex machina. They find it in an army of invincible ghost soldiers. Yep, first I'd heard of it too.|
|Ghost King||How do I know you’re not going to use us as a cop out by having us defeat all of Sauron’s armies, rather than just the handful or orcs running around outside Minas Tirith?|
|Aragorn||Don’t worry, there’s this convenient back story which means I’ll have to release you from your servitude after you liberate Minas Tirith, but before we go and attack Mordor proper. It’ll seem like a silly thing to do, but I didn’t write this.|
|Orcs attacking Minas Tirith are slaughtered by ghost army.|
|Soldier #1||Look, William, didn’t even get my armor dirty. Don’t you think I look dashing with this flushed complexion and heavy breathing?|
|Soldier #2||Mmm, yes.|
|Gollum tricks Frodo into thinking that Sam has been eating all their food. Frodo abandons Sam and decides to destroy the Ring by himself, which is funny, because so far Frodo hasn’t been able to do anything by himself. Usefully, Sam sits down and cries it out. Gollum leads Frodo into a dark cave…|
|Frodo||You know Gollum, I really am glad I trusted you. You’re a good friend…|
|Gollum||[Hiding, with echoing voice] Yes, hobbit…. [Laughs]|
|Frodo||Gollum? Gollum?! Where are you?|
|Frodo is stung by a giant spider. Had he not immediately become paralyzed, he would have said this…|
|Frodo||At least Gollum had nothing to do with this.|
|Tear ducts empty, Sam decides he’s not a little weenie after all and goes to help Frodo. Thinking Frodo is dead, he manages to remove the Ring from Frodo right before a band of orcs find him and carry his inert body away. In hiding, Sam overhears them discussing the fact that Frodo is still alive.|
Lucky they were discussing this in English, a language that Sam understood, and not their own native Mordor tongue, which Sam couldn’t speak. Yes, very lucky.
Sam rescues Frodo.
|Frodo||Thanks for rescuing me Sam! Shame the orcs got the Ring. I was really looking forward to hiking up Mount Doom, avoiding all of those orcs, chucking it into the fire, and not making it out alive. Oh well, guess we’d better head back to the Shire.|
|Sam||Not so fast! I have the Ring! I took when I thought you were dead.|
|Frodo||Oh… Yay. Great job. Woo. Now we get to go to Mount Doom. I was so worried there for a minute, you know, that we wouldn’t get to, because the Ring was gone. Awesome.|
|Aware that there hasn’t been an epic battle seen for at least five minutes, Aragorn decides to attack Mordor with his vastly inferior forces.|
|Aragorn||Today we fight for Frodo!|
|Meanwhile, Frodo and Sam approach Mount Doom.|
|Frodo||I wonder where Gollum is.|
|Gollum appears from behind a boulder and throws a stone at Sam’s head.|
|Frodo||Oh, there he is.|
|Frodo runs up the slope and into Mount Doom to destroy the Ring.|
|Gollum||No, Master Hobbit! Give it to me! Don’t destroy the Precious!|
|Frodo||Look, Gollum, I’ve trusted you so far because you’ve never given me reason to do otherwise. But I really think this is something that needs to happen.|
|Gollum||[Jumps on Frodo’s back, bites his finger off and steals the Ring] Ah ha! It’s mine! The Precious!|
|Frodo||What’s this? Betrayal? What are the odds?!|
|Gollum falls in the fires of Mount Doom, destroying the Ring. Mordor sort of implodes. Sam and Frodo chill on a rock in the middle of a stream of lava awaiting rescue.|
|Sam||You know who else had a gay name?|
|Frodo||Oh yeah, I forgot about that guy. You know who I miss?|
|Frodo||Gollum. He had a good heart.|
|A group of giant eagles rescue Frodo and Sam, who are at this point too tired to note that these birds might have come in handy earlier. Aragorn is crowned King of Gondor.|
|The hobbits return to the Shire to find that Saruman has escaped from Isengard to enslave the Shire. Chronic voter apathy among hobbits means that most haven't even noticed.|
|Sam||I don't remember this part.|
|Frodo||Yeah, it surprised me too. Say, good woman, what news of Hobbiton?|
|Hobbit woman||What? Who are you? Oh yeah... you're them four 'obbits what went off adventuring, leavin' us 'ere to our own devices. But I thought ya was all male, if ye know what I'm sayin'.|
|The hobbits foster an uprising against Saruman and his lunatic policy of 'industrialization'. Saruman is betrayed and killed by Wormtongue, who is in turn slain by archers working for Al Gore.|
|Archer||What an inconvenient poof.|
|Frodo and Sam consummate their friendship, and by that I mean their friendship is consummate. Frodo tires of his mortal life and sails west into the Undying Lands. Presumably that means a land where people are undying, since lands don't really die, and that would just be redundant. I guess it could just be called 'Lands'. The Shire returns to normal and never industrializes thanks to vast oil reserves discovered under local hobbits' fields. It remains largely unchanged to this day. That is to say, Heaven.|
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
|(Further) Dramatis Personae|
|Eowyn||Largely unimportant filler character who falls in love with Aragorn, then settles for....|
|Faramir||Brother of Boromir, ranger of Gondor and casual philatelist|
|Eomer||Brother of Eowyn, used to fighting hordes of orcs but unable to fight his way into the abridged script|
|Polymer||A high tensile plastic|
|Wormtongue||Nickname of former Secretary of State of Florida, Katherine Harris|
|Aragorn||The orcs are two days ahead. We have a hard trek ahead of us.|
|Gimli||OMFG! Why didn’t we just leave when I said we should? And why didn’t we bring our horses?|
|Legolas||[Rubbing his jaw] Patience, dwarf. Sorry, it’s been weeks since I last spoke.|
|Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas pursue the orcs, who are butchered by the |
|Aragorn||[Staring at pile of dead orcs] Bummer. Looks like those Rohan dudes got Merry and Pippin too. Maybe we should have stayed with Frodo and Sam like Gandalf told us to in the first place and not wasted all that time.|
|Gandalf||Yo. Not dead. Hobbits alive too. With ents.|
|Gandalf||Walking talking trees.|
|Gimli||Sounds kind of gay.|
|Gandalf||Yeah. Pretty boring. Going to Rohan to get help from King. Come with?|
|Theoden, King of Rohan under some sort of spell cast by Saruman. Gandalf breaks it.|
|Gandalf||That’s two strikes, Saruman.|
|Aragorn||I don’t think he can hear you.|
|Theoden||Good to be back. What’s shaking?|
|Gandalf||Orcs. Attacking. Must go to fortress. Helm’s Deep. Hide.|
|Theoden||Are you sure? It’s awfully drafty this time of year.|
|All of Rohan travels to Helm’s Deep under edict of Gandalf. Gandalf meanwhile goes off to look for help.|
|Serf #1||Great, now we have two kings.|
|Serf #2||Those pamphlets of yours really aren’t working.|
|Serf #1||Well maybe if you helped out once in a while.|
|Serf #2||Easy for you to say! I’ve got a mortgage and six kids to raise on a government pension. You’re still living at home.|
|Serf #1||It makes sense for me financially.|
|Serf #2||No one who still lives with his parents has ever been elected president of anything.|
|Serf #1||Shut up! I’m going to get my own place, it’s just not the right time.|
|Serf #2||The ‘right time’? It’s never the right time with you. You’re pathetic.|
|Serf #1||Ugh. You’re just. Gah. You don’t understand. It’s not. Grr. I hate you.|
|On the way to Helm's Deep, the groups fights off an attack by orcs and Aragorn fights off sexual advances from a minor character.|
|Saruman’s orcs attack Helm’s Deep. Their crude weapons are no match for thick stone walls.|
|Theoden||This is going well.|
|A wall explodes in a cacophonous boom.|
|Captain||Looks like Saruman’s invented gunpowder.|
|Theoden||What did you say?|
|Captain||I said it looks like Saruman has invented gunpowder.|
|Captain||I don’t know, but it clearly makes big explosions.|
|Theoden||Well why did you call it that?|
|Captain||Because that’s what it’s called.|
|Theoden||Why isn’t it just called ‘explosive powder’?|
|Captain||I don’t know. It’s just called ‘gunpowder’.|
|Theoden||But what’s a gun?|
|Captain||I… I, I don’t know. [Stammers]|
|Theoden||It just seems like a strange thing to say. ‘Gunpowder’. Hmm.|
|Things go poorly until Gandalf turns up in the nick of time and wipes out the orcs.|
|Gandalf||Strike three, Saruman.|
|Gandalf, Aragorn, Gimli, Legolas, Theoden and his army go to Isengard, home of Saruman to register a complaint. They arrive to discover that the ents, under encouragement of Merry and Pippin, have destroyed it, bankrupting Saruman Industries Inc. Theoden’s plans to sue Saruman for damages are abandoned for wont of assets sufficient to settle the claim.|
Meanwhile, Frodo and Sam are trekking through hostile country on the way to Mordor when they discover an unlikely creature.
|Gollum||Surprise! Give me my ring back, hobbits!|
|Frodo||Oh, it’s you. When he said ‘unlikely creature’ I was hoping it would be… well, nevermind.[Hastily rolls up a magazine and puts it back in his bag]|
|Sam||I think we should put a rope around this fella. I don’t trust him.|
|Frodo||He’ll be fine. You should really have more faith in people, Sam.|
|Gollum betrays them.|
|Sam||Can I put a leash on him now?|
|Frodo||I suppose, but you should really learn to be more forgiving and trusting, Sam.|
|Gollum agrees to lead them to Mordor, mostly because he doesn't have a choice. We call this 'duress', and while it might make you feel big, it just makes you a bully. No one likes a bully.|
|Meanwhile, the hobbits are waylayed by Faramir.|
|Faramir||Ah, the Ringbearer. You must give it to me, Frodo. The Ring is a gift to Gondor.|
|Frodo||It won't be if you steal it.|
|Faramir||Give it to me! Gondor will use the Ring as a great weapon against Mordor.|
|Frodo||But how will you use it?|
|Faramir||Well, um, I guess I'll put it on, and um, go invisible, and then... maybe if... I, I haven't really thought this through.|
|Frodo||And that's why you're a minor character. Later, Fillermir.|
|Sam||Nice leather bodice, jerk. [Aside to Faramir] I'm so sorry, I totally didn't mean that, it actually looks super. [Winks at Faramir]|
|Gollum leads Frodo and Sam away from Gondor into Mordor. He makes a plan to retrieve the Ring from Frodo|
|Gollum||[To himself] The hobbits have the precious, and they want to destroy it! But we can't lets them, can we precious? No, no we can't. Even if hobbits are good to us. No, we must take them to Her... yes, She will deal with them...|
|Frodo||Gollum! Could you please keep it down? I'm trying to convince Sam to trust you and I can barely hear myself think.|
|Our story ends here. Temporarily. There's another whole book. I know, can you believe it? Check back soon for Book III!|
Sunday, March 15, 2009
|Dramatis Personae|| |
|Frodo||A hobbit; our Messiah|
|Bilbo||His uncle, sounds suspiciously like ‘dildo’|
|Gandalf||Wizard and avid baseball fan|
|Samwise||Frodo’s gardener, of tubby appearance and sycophantic disposition|
|Merry & Pippin||The Mary Kate and Ashley of hobbits, but male|
|Strider/Aragorn||Exiled would-be King of Gondor. Oops that sort of ruined the ending|
|Boromir||Heir of Gondor’s stewardship. I smell tension!|
|Gimli||A dwarf with an axe to grind... ha!|
|Sauron|| Basically the Devil |
|Ringwraiths||His minions, nine corrupted kings who harrow Frodo on his quest and meet on Wednesdays for amateur vocal group|
|Gollum||Former owner of Bilbo’s ring, looks something like a starving David Bowie|
|Saruman||Evil wizard. Not a baseball fan|
|Impish creatures frolic in green pastures that look suspiciously like New Zealand. A wizard approaches.|
|Frodo||Gandalf! You’re late!|
|Gandalf||Shut the fuck up. Where’s this party?|
|Bilbo, is having a party. No one remembers why. He addresses the inhabitants of the Shire.|
|Bilbo||[Drunkenly] I tire of thee. I shall take my leave of this place on the morrow.|
|Oh yeah, that’s why he’s having a party. Bilbo slips on a ring, the pilfered loot of a previous book, and vanishes to the surprise of all but the countless people rereading this book for the fifth time. Frodo returns home looking for Bilbo.|
|Frodo||Dildo! Woah, where’d that come from? Bilbo, where are you?|
|Gandalf||B scarpered. Left you this funny ring. Full of evil. Should probably make yourself scarce. Must go. Tix for Wimbledon. Tara!|
|Sam||Couldn’t help but overhear you’re going on an adventure. Figured I could make myself useful to the plot. Also, I’m a tiny bit gay. Not liking this ominous music much. Maybe we should go.|
|Frodo and Sam encounter Merry & Pippin in a corn field violating a farmer’s daughter. They come with. The party spends a night at an inn.|
|Strider||Pretty ring you got there.|
|Frodo||Thanks. I’m waiting ‘til I get married.|
|Strider||No I meant that shiny one.|
|Frodo||Oh. [Grows cagey] Stranger danger! Stranger danger!|
|Strider||Relax, my grimy, unkempt appearance is just for dramatic effect. It’ll make the revelation that I’m the heir to the throne of a distant kingdom that much more startling. Oops. Well you had to find out eventually.|
|Bonding and several narrow escapes ensue. Frodo is stabbed at one point by a Ringwraith who, I’ve gotta be honest here, just wasn’t trying very hard. It was probably the most gingerly poking motion I’ve ever seen. Really not promotion material. Anyway Frodo is carried by Glorfindel, an elf, on his horse to Elrond’s house for a little R & R.|
|Frodo||[Groggily] Glorfindel… don’t you think that’s a pretty gay name?|
|The group reach the house of Elrond, who is busy showing a film crew around his mad pad for MTV’s Cribz. The show is cancelled before he can finish. Gandalf returns from Wimbledon.|
|Elrond||Ah, Mr. |
|Boromir, Gimli, Legolas||Sup.|
|Frodo||How was Wimbledon, Gandalf?|
|Gandalf||Rained out. Did some research meantime. Ring is evil. Must be destroyed. Only you can do it.|
|Frodo||But what about my much more muscular and capable acquaintances? I’d choose them. Surely picking me would require my audience to suspend their disbelief a little too far.|
|Gandalf||I think they’ll still go for it.|
|The ‘Fellowship’ departs Elrond’s with a single pony, which makes you wonder, how the hell did they all get there in the first place? I mean, it’s in the goddamn mountains. Did they walk? They walked up the mountains? And if they did have horses, why did they leave them? None of this makes sense.|
|Gimli||Kinda snowy up here. Maybe we should go under the mountain.|
|Aragorn||Sounds easy and not in the least bit sinister. What could possibly go wrong?|
|Fellowship goes under the mountain. A lot goes wrong. Gandalf mistakes a bottomless crevice for the exit.|
|Aragorn||Yeah, grief will do that.|
|Fellowship notices Legolas has yet to speak. They ask him for his opinion. He suggests they spend the night in an enchanted forest full of singing woodland creatures.|
|Gimli||I hate singing woodland creatures.|
|Elf||Say, what’s this, a band of miscreants walking through Lothlórien?|
|Gimli||Wtf is Lothlórien?|
|Elf||The realm of the Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn.|
|Merry||Mr. Elf? Why is ‘Celeborn’ a typo, but ‘Galadriel’ isn’t?|
|Fellowship spends night in Lothlórien. Lady Galadriel gives each traveler a gift. Gimli asks for a strand of her hair, a request so gay it makes Glorfindel look like Chuck Norris. Fellowship paddles downstream in boats.|
|Gandalf||Tired. Exposed beach. Threatening trees. Smell of orc. Let’s make camp.|
|Aragorn||I agree. What could possibly go wrong?|
|Frodo goes wandering in forest. Has erotic experience on stone chair. Boromir, jealous he has been passed over as the story’s hero, wants to take the Ring from Frodo for himself.|
|Frodo||You can’t have it!|
|Frodo||Gandalf said I’m the only one who can destroy it.|
|Boromir||That seems implausible.|
|Frodo||Yeah, it does a bit doesn’t it?|
|Boromir||Well I don’t want it anyway. It’s only a McGuffin.|
|Frodo runs off. Orcs sent by evil wizard Saruman attack. Fighting and heroics ensue. Boromir takes an arrow in the chest while defending Merry. No, it was Pippin. No, Merry.|
|Boromir takes another arrow in the chest.|
|Boromir takes yet another arrow in the chest.|
|Boromir||Arghhhh! Oh come on!|
|Boromir dies in Aragorn’s arms, as the budgeting department breathes a heavy sigh of relief that they can cut one expensive cast member from the payroll. Frodo and Sam, all evidence to the contrary, decide that they can do a better job of destroying the ring by themselves. Mary Kate and Pippin are captured by orcs. Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas decide to hunt down said orcs, and delay their departure just long enough to make a convincing three-day ordeal out of the relatively simple task.|
The Lord of the Rings (Abridged), Book II, coming soon!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
It’s widely accepted in the world of media that panic is always a safer choice than skepticism, because what if you’re wrong? If news outlets took the time to check the veracity of a threat before broadcasting it to the unsuspecting masses, we would lose twenty-four valuable seconds to prepare for each threat, or approximately the time it takes for the average American to eat a steak.
This is why purveyors of the quality alarmist media are safer on average than their better educated, thinner, and predominantly East Coast compatriots. It’s only because informed citizens are aware of the full range of threats that they can sit down and enjoy their breakfasts and their Us magazine. Indeed, skeptical viewers must spend so much time verifying whether looking at your own penis makes you gay that they don’t have time for Us, or for InStyle, or even for People. Would you want to live in a world where you didn’t know about celebrity obesity?
Few prudent Americans would deny that the minuscule chance that bees don’t carry HIV doesn’t mean it’s not worth buying your entire family hazmat suits. Nor can anyone contest that Y2K bugs are only getting worse each year. Before the Y2K08 bug, cats were universally known as man’s best friend. But look at them now! Despicable, ungrateful creatures, hardly deserving of the name ‘pet’. Scientists expect the Y2K09 bug will make your child more promiscuous. In a world where bees carry HIV, is this really something you’d want?
Statistics show that that people least likely to be frightened by scaremongering headlines are the skeptics, a category of people renowned for watching DVD box sets of cancelled 90s TV shows in the basement, like The X-Files, Farscape, and Designing Women. In addition, research indicates that the implausibility of a threat becomes less important the more people dwell on it. If videogames weren’t going to make kids violent by themselves, then by God, good parents were going to manipulate the evidence to make it look that way, because people needed to know!
Anchors resent allegations that their niche news outlets serve corporate or political interests. In one much publicized case, a popular station risked outcry when it warned viewers that homosexuality may be linked to not eating enough red meat. Unfortunately, ninety-six percent of over the counter heartburn medicine is made by companies whose CEOs are rampantly and dangerously gay, so either way, they win! It wasn’t cheery, feel good news, but damn it, they did their journalistic duty and reported it.
Skeptics, of course, don’t want us to be frightened by headlines. They seem to forget that the world is, by its Christian nature, a scary place. They want to be comforted and coddled, and told everything is going to be ok. And then they have the gall to turn around and reject Jesus and the comfort he brings Americans, who need him for protection from the evils of the world. Nor should we forget the economic realities under which the alarmist media must operate. Those responsible for warning the public about incredible threats would go out of business if we ignored them, and who would warn us then?
So next time you drink a glass of water and marvel that it hasn’t been fluoridated by the Soviets, just remember who told you.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
This article is about to raise a question which was so hotly debated that when it was first posed back in 1996 it almost broke the internet. “What does Frodo think about purity rings?” I should say that I honestly don’t know how Frodo feels about sex; but, I am confident that I could manipulate at least some of the Scriptures in such a way to make it seem like Frodo is massively against it. It is from this proved and logical premise we move forward.
Here is an all too familiar conversation that people who wear purity rings regularly have:
Jane: “Do you like my new ring?”
Blake: “It’s cool. You take it off when you give handjobs right? Looks like it could be painful.”
Jane: “I don’t ever take it off. It stops me from having sex.”
Blake: “Oh cool. How does it work?”
Jane: “Er… ”
Blake: “Any chance of a footjob?”
You see the problem with other faiths is that their purity rings have no real power to stop people from having sex. It's all willpower this and shame that. Both of those things are dead unreliable. This is a worrying fact. What we need is some new thinking. A new perspective. We need a sort of Purity Ring 2.0. We need boner fide technology to physically stop people from having sex... Here are just three of my suggestions:
1. The ring has a refillable cartridge that releases anti-pheromones:
Pheromones clearly work. Why would people buy them if they didn’t? Also, Frodo loves commodities. Imagine this money-making to and fro at your local store:
Assistant: How can I help you today?
Father: We are looking for a refill cartridge for our son’s purity ring?
Assistant: Hmmm… I see that you have been using the Mickey Rourke plug in. Have you thought about changing him to the Danny De Vito Deluxe package? That’ll keep the ladies away.
Father: Sold shopkeep. We also have a young daughter. What do you recommend for her to repel the boys?
Assistant: The Whoopi Goldberg is our bestseller.
2. The ring is made of Kryptonite
Run with me on this one. Superman is probably the hardest man alive. Yet, when he even goes near Kryptonite he gets bad headaches, adopts the foetal position, grimaces, etc. Everyone knows you can’t have sex with a headache. So what would happen if a normal kid went near Kryptonite? Exactly. On the downside Kryptonite is fictional, expensive and rare. On the other hand Lex Luther is well into Frodology.
3. The ring is so shiny that any sort of romantic “navigation” is impossible due to blindness
A lot of you have thought ‘what can hip hop teach Frodology?’ I don’t know and it is completely off the topic of this article. I didn’t know a lot about sex before writing this but thanks to a fascinating link I found after googling the phrase ‘stimulus package’ I think I get a good idea of how it’s done. In light of this new knowledge, what would happen if the ring was super shiny? Hello! Here is a believable scenario that reflects my new found understanding of sex:
Claire: What are you doing? You’re hurting me.
Dan: Sorry, I can’t see anything! Your ring is blinding me.
Claire: What can we do?
Dan: I guess we’ll have to stop.
[Claire looks disappointedly at the cameraman]
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Following requests for transparency from our members, we have decided to make public for the first time the Faith’s official ranking scheme. Unfortunately, the branches of Frodo’s temporal government are so convoluted that not even I, its leader, know the full extent of the system, nor even in fact whether I really am its leader.
Truly, Frodo works in mysterious ways.
Converted atheists start out at the bottom of the pack. As explained in How to Join Frodology Part II this is actually just a portmanteau of Underhill, a common hobbit surname, and halfling, another name for hobbits, and there is nothing sinister about it.
Nothing inherently sinister about it, I should say. Early Faith leaders decided it would be appropriate to retrofit a degree of despicability to Underlings befitting of their name. Thanks to modern human rights standards, however, we’ve left the Dark Ages far behind and can proudly announce that these days, Underlings are allowed to keep six of their favorite fingers. Also, rather than the highly unsafe practice of sewing eyelids shut that prevailed in previous centuries, surgeons now prefer to use hot wax.
Converted Christians and followers from other faiths can skip Underling status and go straight to Cretin. Other than wearing slightly lighter manacles, however, there’s very little difference. Some followers obviously take issue with being called a colloquial synonym for ‘retard’, though I’m sure they would be interested to learn that owing to political correctness, Frodology enforces actual cretinism upon its followers. Though our newest members can never really disguise their enormous goiters, they sure have fun trying!
Banded sea krait
Followers live for several months as a highly venomous sea snake.
By this stage in a Frodologist’s journey of Faith, he has lost all forms of physical restraint and his missing fingers have largely grown back. Thanks to their ability to consume iodine once again in their diet, Couch Jumpers’ goiters have largely receded to barely noticeable grapefruit-sized lumps, easily hidden by a turtleneck or isolated confinement in the home. Of course most outsiders will only have eyes for your unbridled enthusiasm for the Faith at this point, which is frequently demonstrated by inappropriate jumping up and down on couches in public. For those unable to do this on TV talk shows hosted by black women named after musical genres, Ikea is a suitable substitute.
Other evangelical faiths might send their naïve, underprepared young into dangerous parts of the world to proselytize to people who fully resent them, but Frodology is more serious about testing its followers’ mettle. At this stage in their journey, missionaries are expected to journey to the
As much fun as it sounds
Only once you have vanquished the Yeti may you properly enter the Faith as an adult member. This is akin to the Catholic sacrament of Sublimation, though it is generally easier to reach since followers aren’t expected to skip the liquid state entirely.
Polo Shirts are considered iconic by outsiders since they are the face we most frequently show the world. Unsurprisingly, Polo Shirts get their name from their uniform, which includes pleated chinos two sizes two small; the goatee voted ‘Facial Hairstyle of the Decade’ in Gay Times’ August 2001 issue; and polo shirt with PermaButton™ collar. By this stage in their journey, Frodologists’ fingers have grown back sufficiently to clutch a copy of The Lord of the Rings jealously to their breasts.
If you haven’t already, expect to lose all of your outside friends. Since your infatuation with the Faith means that you are unlikely to have seen their eyes rolling in their sockets like those of a bored invalid whenever you mention it, this may come as a surprise. While the lolling tongues of your former friends might tell you that you’ve lost their respect, they are almost certainly jealous.
Of your cool new onesie underwear! I know what you’re thinking, but the coarse linen wasn’t merely chosen for its classic aesthetic appeal. It also chafes like industrial sandpaper! Thanks to its magical properties, which result from a secret manufacturing process, Temple Worthy Frodologists are able to let their spirits wander independently of their bodies. Sound cool? Maybe you’ll be the first to discover a use for it!
Disembodied perambulation may cause birth defects, nausea, loss of appetite, premature baldness, uncontrollable cravings for deep fried sea krait, and in rare cases sudden death. No refunds.
Frodologists this committed to their faith are the stuff of legends. New Frodologists should be warned that it takes levels of devotion that laymen and hospitals might attribute to psychosis to become Katie Holmes. While incarceration – we prefer to call it “staying at holmes” – and/or the sponsorship of a spouse might get you a foot in the door, there really is no substitution for vanquishing your better judgment of your own volition. After all, it’s a matter of faith.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
The latest trend to sweep the nation originates from an unlikely source. Groups of Christians around the country have stopped celebrating birthdays – including those of friends, their children, and their own – in a bid to finally put paid to their whimsically sound belief that the soul enters the body at conception.
This generalization is admittedly somewhat misleading; by ‘body’ I of course meant ‘cell’, as there really is no body to speak of instantly after fertilization. In fact, the fertilized egg is so small a target that it can be notoriously hard to hit for novice souls recently out of flight school. Since the zygote unfortunately does not wait for the soul’s entrance before it begins to develop, it’s thought that inevitable misses have been responsible for producing some of history’s more soulless characters, Martha Stewart being only the most recent example.
Believing that birthdays detract from the significance of conception, many Christians agree with the view put forward by a spokesman today that “the birth itself is actually an unremarkable event in the life of a person.” He added that, “especially when compared to the miracle of conception, a miracle which we finally understand thanks to science, birth is pretty mundane.” Indeed, the clinical tile of a hospital is almost a ubiquitous experience in birth these days. Celebrating conception, however, will allow copulating couples to personalize the event, perhaps with asses scratched raw by hay, or the enthusiastic burst of a punctured condom.
Addressing criticism that this sidelines the role of women in nurturing children, the spokesman agreed that this was really the secondary aim. “Women have kept their stranglehold on birth over the centuries by pretending that it’s painful, but since they’re the only ones who ever experience it, we don’t really know that it hurts,” he explained. “I don’t even think it’s all that bad,” concluded the spokesman.
The new convention will thankfully also cut down on home videos of childbirth, a genre of film frequently classified as ‘torture porn’. Since the spawning female is at the ugliest stage of her life cycle since her dental headgear-laden teenage years, the trend is expected to be widely applauded.
As the standard by which ages are determined will have to shift forward accordingly, Mormon parents are reportedly thrilled to be able to get their girls out of the house and married nine months sooner. “It shaves nine months off the risk of her wanting a career!” enthused one parent.
The move is, however, not without its losers. Twins, triplets, and other iterations of superfluous clone children are expected to suffer most from the policy. Since they won’t all be entitled to celebrate their birth anymore, children will have to fight it out between themselves to determine who is the legitimate inheritor of the soul. While not all parents are thrilled at the prospect of facilitating natural selection within their own homes, most are satisfied with the chosen moniker of ‘moocher’ to describe the losing children.
Misogyny Meter for this article a comfortable 8/10
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Evangelicals in the
The potential failure of the Rapture to meet Health and Safety requirements came to the attention of director Jonathan Brady as he was walking down the high street doing some Saturday afternoon shipping. “I was actually off duty at the time,” remarked Brady, “but a gentleman was there proclaiming that the streets would run with the blood of unbelievers.”
Though bloody streets specifically are beyond Mr. Brady’s field of expertise, “it sounded like something Health and Safety might be interested in slash statutorily obliged to regulate,” he explained. Indeed, it is frequently the unseen patches of blood, or “black blood,” that are most dangerous. They can often cause the elderly to slip and break a hip, or perhaps just wobble a bit.
“Woahh,” they might say, before recovering their balance and carrying on their way.
Upon further investigation of the Rapture, Health and Safety found all sorts of serious statutory contraventions. For example, they will want to be absolutely satisfied that ascenders into Heaven will have a railing to grip due to the great heights involved. Signs reading “Risk of death. Wear appropriate footwear” will also be mandatory during the Rapture.
Event organizers have already spoken out against the tentative plans of Health and Safety to move the thunder and lightning portions of the Rapture to less inhabited areas, arguing that it “totally defeats the purpose.” Justifying the decision, an official assured concerned would-be participants that they appreciate the importance of smiting to the Rapture, but warned that there must be no risk of lasting auditory or ocular damage.
The plagues in particular are a source of contention, and it is thought that unless they can go ahead without jeopardizing the safety of the working environment, they will be cancelled outright.
Government officials are also worried about the potentially discriminatory effect of the Rapture against non-Christians. In order to comply with European Union equal rights legislation, they warned that the law requires that an equal proportion of Muslims, Hindus, non-believers, and Other be struck down and taken to Heaven too. Event organizers commented only that they could “make no promises.”
Sunday, March 1, 2009
The craze is known as ‘sexting’. While the origins of the word are unclear, experts believe it to be a portmanteau of ‘sex’, a popular activity for adults, and ‘ting’, a common name for Chinese people. The obscure etymology of the word is a key reason why parents and educators were so slow to catch on. “We’re completely out of touch,” commented one.
The naked photos are certainly a concern for all parties involved. District prosecutors have in some areas taken matters into their own hands by charging youngsters with possessing and disseminating child pornography, which is funny because ‘dissemination’ comes from the word ‘semen’ (I’m serious this time), and not funny because now these kids have criminal records. While parents tend to be extremely critical of the prosecutions, it is thought that at least some of the children will be grateful for the opportunity to go to prison, where they will be able to act out more of their perverted fantasies.
Yet while school officials discuss with police better methods for discouraging sexting, there is a danger that Americans aren’t asking the most important questions. For example, ‘which pose is the sexiest?’ ‘How fat is too fat?’ And ‘should they use props?’
While professional pornographers are skilled at including a wide range of believable props, from a well placed pillow to guns and car parts, it’s likely that without proper education, these children will be using objects that stretch the imagination a little too far. “I confiscated one of my student’s phones last week,” remembers high school teacher Jim Matthews, “and imagine my shock when it contained a naked picture of the kid’s girlfriend posing with a textbook. A textbook! It ruined the photo for me. And it definitely wasn’t worth the half hour it took to find it on his phone.”
The sexting craze has not left the Mormon Church unscathed either, and a group of concerned parents have voiced their worries that it’s only going to get worse. “We need to stop this filthy trend now,” warned representative Barbara Shepherd to the assembled community. “We should consider ourselves lucky that this so called ‘sexting’ has so far only been happening between married couples.”
As the sexting phenomenon shows no sign of abating, one thing remains abundantly clear: prudishness and unemployment make for a deadly parenting cocktail.