Of all the reactions to the "underwear bomb" plot (which I actually predicted back in 2006), I liked Fred Reed's the most. I haven't laughed so hard since I re-read some of Ephraim Kishon's short stories a couple years back. I don't know if Reed has ever read Kishon, but "The Price of Freedom" captured his style perfectly: a seemingly normal sequence of events quickly spinning into patently absurd without anyone batting an eyelash, told in a perfectly nonplussed manner.
It would be funnier still if it weren't almost entirely true.
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Btw, you probably know that there is more to the story than the American MSM is telling.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wM2yiohmPEI
I'm suprised there hasn't been any dirty bomb jokes.
Once it becomes Imperial policy, it is hardly funny anymore.
Actually, what I'm surprised is that no terrorist has yet thought of spontaneous combustion. A several year, tailored diet to maximize body fat, injections of the right liquids into fatty tissues and possibly the ingestion of some additional flammables - like the free whiskey you can get in first class - should be enough to make a big man burn strongly enough to take down a whole plane ... all it would take would be a spark, maybe something a pacemaker could produce.
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