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INDC Presents: Dances with Moonbats - Moonbat Xtreme
Part One Posted by Bill
Note: This post is best appreciated if read aloud with an Australian or Queen's English accent. It's a continuation of INDC's popular Moonbat Science Series. Thank you. Part One. On a recent Sunday in the nation's capital, a crisp autumn chill crept into the air and a Presidential election loomed large on the horizon, conditions perfect for seasonal gatherings of moonbats around the green and marblespace of the National Mall. My enduring love for these magical creatures sparked intense excitement and anticipation of an amazing and heretofore unique research safari. For you see, this time, I not only planned on observing the moonbats from a distance, or quietly braving their midst, rather, I set out with the determination to actually engage these gorgeous creatures with direct communication, during one of the annual gatherings of the most dangerous moonbat subspecies in the entire world. Without further ado then, INDC Journal presents, "Dances with Moonbats ... Moonbat Xtreme!!!"
I started out from my downtown research station with excitement and more than a little trepidation. You see, not only was my plan to directly communicate with moonbats risky on it's face, but the danger was augmented by the nature of the day's swarm. This gathering wasn't going to be made up of just harmless common moonbats, or even adorable ancient minis; no, this was primarily an annual swarm of Desmodius lunarius laboriosus factionis. In layman's: "Killer Organized Worker Moonbats," perhaps the most deadly moonbat subspecies on the planet! As the election season had heated up over the last few months, the field was rife with reports of violent attacks by these savage creatures nicknamed "Killer Orgees," and today's gathering would mark their annual angry pilgrimage to DC, a yearlong culmination of stewing rage written extra large by the apogee of their four-year cycle of political hostility. I had to be very careful; a slight slip of unprofessionalism or revelation of any ideological bias to the right of Stalin or Mao Zedong could result in disastrously violent consequences. As I drew upon the swarm, audible waves of their obscene chittering and furious howling carried over the crest of the hill. I steadied my shaking legs and pressed on.
And there they were, our first contact with a scampering line of extremely dangerous Desmodius lunarius nihilista, or "Killer Anarchist Moonbats." These nihilistas were easily identified by their black flags, pitch dark or wildly-colored fur, ritual black drapings and extremely pungent odor. Moonbatologists have long debated whether the nihilistas compare to the "Killer Orgees" in violent temperament, but there's little doubt that they rank among the most dangerous subspecies in the world. Not to mention the fact that they tend to throw feces with abandon, even when they like you. Nasty, fascinating buggers.
I swung around to the head of their pack to get a better look. Note the crude nihilista art, preponderance of dark clothing and confident sneers. To get up-close and personal with these fearsome animals, I decided to let the swarm overtake me. Please note: such an action would be sure suicide for an untrained amateur. DO NOT ever attempt this feat without professional training, careful preparation and disguise! One revelatory move in the midst of a pack of nihilistas would be interpreted as a signal of weakness and cause them to attack and rend an unsuspecting human limb. from. limb. I am an expert. I took a deep breath, turned on my recorder and melded with the swarm. Let's have a listen:
The chittering is deafening, their howling ... and the smell ... overwhelming, pungent, both their natural odor and the exogenously applied patchouli. Their gooey drapings and clothing are rubbing moistly against bare patches of my skin as I'm buffeted in their midst ... the various frequencies of their giggles and yowls make for a confused, oh, wait ... wait ... I'm being challenged, must communicate and blend in ... "ah yes, yes, uh, uh ... yee! yee! ooohh ooohh! Chimpy bushitler fuckenalliburton! Right, right, goodfellow! Give 'em whatfor, the fucking fascists! Hitler!" Oh my, that was close! What a cacophony of auditory madness ... I struggle to retain my footing amid this sticky press ...
The smell grows very strong, the acrid malodor of unwashed nooks and crannies and dried clumps of dirt and moonbat unmentionables. You see, they often use the damndest things as a hair spackle for ritualistic design and decoration. The staccato drums are deafening, their rhythmic beat punctuated by the constant howl and seethe of the ... ... oh ... the smell!
Oh the s-s-smell ... it's strong now ... getting dizzy ... woozy ... must try to apply m-m-ask ...
... losing ... so ba-haad, bad! Oh it's ... so ...
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I suddenly snapped to, jolted to reality by smelling salts and the bizarrely intense stare of my loyal Algerian batman. Ahmed had fired several warning shots and pulled my unconscious form from the midst of the swarm, just as a pack of nihilistas had started to sniff my limp body and gnaw on my legs. Fortunately and contrary to popular mythology, one does not become a moonbat if bitten by them. I'd made the unforgivable mistake of underestimating the concentrated malodor of a rambling pack of anarchists, braving its midst without nose protection. I shant repeat that error.
Thoroughly chastened, I swung around to get some more footage. These creatures have a tendency to mock the electoral process of us homo sapiens without actually participating in it. Thank heavens.
Intermingling with the nihilistas are our old friends, a group of Macroglossius lunarius fligerius, or "Long-tongued Banger Moonbats," immediately preceded by a cross-dressing Western Warbler Moonbat at the fore. Beautiful colors!
Oh my, the day's first opportunity for tragedy. I became alarmed at the sight of a group of normal humans visiting the Vietnam War Memorial. Such a display of orderly societal ritual presents a rather inviting target for nihilistas, and the inevitable preponderance of ex-military personnel among the human tourists could rapidly escalate any confrontation!
While the nihilistas thankfully ignored the gathering of humans to their flank, I held my breath when this older fellow stopped and issued a challenging stare. You see, he might be able to physically thrash four, five or even six of these scrawny black-clad creatures, but a full nihilista swarm is much deadlier than the sum of its parts! Luckily, they turned and moved on towards the memorial. Disaster averted.
Here we run across our first sighting of a young common moonbat, a macroglossius lunarius commonus. This little gal looks to be about 10 or 11 years old, obviously groomed by her guardian and carrying a rather rudimentary sign. Precious!
Humans inevitably react with fear or aversion upon meeting a fellow like this, but he's actually a quite harmless and friendly Macroglossius lunarius abundantia fectum comedo, or "Long-tongued Poo Eating Moonbat," displaying an offer of something called "Poochotle," a bonding ritual common to the breed that's intended to establish friendship and beneficial economic interaction. Suffice it to say, the ritual is primarily theoretical, and this sad fellow is likely to wander his entire natural life without any takers. Or money. It's the sad, sweet, eternal quest for friendship and financial stability of a very misunderstood and gentle creature. Soon we drew upon the site of the main gathering taking place on the steps of the "Temple of Jebediah." While many humans associate this structure with the American President Abraham Lincoln, the moonbat culture assigns its importance to a moonbat king named Jebediah in their bizarre parallel value system. Their unfamiliarity, malabsorption and misinterpretation of normal human history commonly causes moonbats to co-opt our symbols and monuments as their own, assigning them random, interesting and typically bizarre status within their culture. The "Temple Jebediah" for example ...
... was renamed because a random homeless man bore a visual similarity the 16th President of the United States. Jebediah has never done anything remarkable, but his Lincolnesque features and half beard immediately earned him unparalleled status among the moonbat hordes. I'm uncertain whether Jeb even had strong political leanings before he was spotted by the swarm, but now he enjoys unlimited supplies of "the sticky-icky" weed and nubile young moonbats galore. I'd say he's quite the happy fellow.
I spotted this macroglossius lunarius demens amensentis and chose to start my first dangerous moonbat interaction. Let's have a listen ... INDC: What do you mean by “Cheney did it? macroglossius lunarius lymphaticus amensentis: He was involved in the planning and the execution and the benefit. The benefit was the $100 billion defense increase the year after 9-11. INDC: And how was he involved in the planning specifically - how do you know? macroglossius lunarius lymphaticus amensentis: There were 6 war games going on the day of 9-11. Not one of them was mentioned 9-11 commission. That’s your secret. Vigilant Warrior, Vigilant Guardian, Northern Warrior, Northern Guardian. INDC: You don’t think they were planes? You think they were missiles, or what? macroglossius lunarius lymphaticus amensentis: You can't knock down 500,000 tons of steel and city concrete with an airplane. INDC: And you think he did it for financial benefit? macroglossius lunarius lymphaticus amensentis: They’re royalists, they’re royalists. They want to bankrupt the United States. INDC: Ah, I see; now I get it.
Suddenly, a loud jet aircraft made its way over the Potomac and scared the poor fellow away, ending our magical interaction. Oh well. At least I escaped unharmed. They have a fascinating mythology!
This highly trained game warden came over and warned me not to interact with or feed the wildlife. I patiently explained my expertise and purpose, but she continued to fear for my safety in the midst of the swarm. I have great respect for these highly trained, very patient professionals, but I got a bit annoyed at her refusal to recognize my scientific credentials. I moved along in order to ease her concern and continue my study unmolested. In the next installment, we'll commune with another beautiful subspecies, observe some more fascinating fauna and listen to the words of one of the most famous moonbats in the entire world! Be sure to stay tuned! If you've appreciated this year's original moonbat research, my contribution to debunking the Rathergate documents, helpful deflation of the CBS draft scare, my obtention of a retraction from the Boston Globe, or various other pieces of original journalism, please consider voting for INDC Journal in the "Best New Blog" category of the 2004 Weblog Awards. Thanks.
UPDATE: Part Two can be found here. Posted by Bill at December 2, 2004 06:01 PM | TrackBack (25) CommentsYay! More moonbat research! Keep it coming, Bill. Posted by: Evilwhiteguy Dear Sir, I am writing to complain about your recent publication regarding your venture into a swarm of moonbats. While you may be a professional, many of your readers do not understand the amount of danger one places themselves into while casually observing these volatile creatures. Your story did not indicate any preparations that are absolutely necessary when dealing with these creatures. First you should always wear repellant. I find that deodorant works well in smaller crowds,but often when engaged in such swarms as yours, I will dress like a McDonalds' manager. To the moonbats, the plumage reminds them of work which they avoid. Also, you should have worked in a blind. You could have easily hidden yourself behind an artificial ACLU booth. Finally, you did not mention any sort of lure that could have been used to draw away the crowd in case of an attack. The best known lure using modern technology is a Starbuck's coffee shop. Just be sure when you deploy the lure that you do not laugh at the irony of the moonbats wearing 'Down With Capitalism' drinking $5 double soy mocha lattes. Please consider these items the next time you decide to publish your findings. Many people are curious about moonbats and should not be lulled into thinking they are harmless and easily approachable. Thank you for your time. Posted by: Sharp as a Marble When does the relocation program begin so we may tranquilize and relocate these pitiful creatures to a habitat more designed to accomodate their primal needs? Any suggestions? Posted by: Crash "When does the relocation program begin so we may tranquilize and relocate these pitiful creatures to a habitat more designed to accomodate their primal needs?" "Any suggestions?" Berkely? Cambridge? Canada? France? Syria? Darfur? Posted by: holdfast Dear Sir, I live in a State which has a large concentration of Moonbats, living free in their natural environment. Most of ours are the ones with Volvos and bright plumage from Eastern Mountain Sports (Desmodius lunarius hippocriticus). Occasionally a few will venture into my place of business, a retail store. Since these are among the least aggressive of the specie and we are rather used to them here, I have managed to avoid injury and even to interact with them! Unfortunately, this gentle set has produced an unpredictable second generation which is exhibiting more aggressive tendencies. We suspect there may have been some cross breeding with what we thought was a very isolated pod of feral Wesleyanicus. Is this actually possible? Are we in danger? Sincerely, Northeastern Naturelover Posted by: lauraw ahhh...ahhh.... man, what a fix! that one made me pass out. i think my tolerance has gone down (hint). Posted by: frendlydude2k i have heard it postulated on the discovery channel that the migratory event you documented at the dc mall is similar to the migratory movement of slamon. was there any egg-laying at the mall that day? did you witness any nesting? did any grizzlies feed on them at the water? Posted by: mlah Good work, Bill. Scary to see how the young have been so corrupted by the aged moonbat population. Thankfully, there are many MANY more who can think for themselves on the rise. Keep up the good work and be safe! Posted by: Da Goddess There was a time in the 1990s when it looked like these rare, fragile creatures were in danger of extinction. Thank God for the Bush administration's efforts to help nurture the species and its many subspecies back from near-destruction! Posted by: Dean Esmay LOL Who says Bush isn't good for the environment? Posted by: Bill from INDC hehehe beautiful. Truly, you should make a docu-parody out of this... I bet you could get the boys from Southpark to help you finance it. Posted by: krakatoa Have you ever seen the opening of Dr. Zhivago, where the peasants come down the street with their signs and the Cossacks are all lined up and then start sabering the peasants? Wouldn't that be a beautiful sight? Posted by: Mikey The chick in uniform is hot. I love women in poorly fitted polyester! Posted by: ja In a word--WOW! I'm crying I'm laughing so hard! I think I might retire from blogging after reading that post...and now I'm off to Wizbang to go vote. Nice work, Bill... Posted by: Gene Fee Bill, while I respect your research, I must nevertheless challenge your identification of the subspecies "Long-tongued Poo Eating Moonbat." That particular subspecies does indeed engage in "Poochotle," a bonding ritual to establish friendship and beneficial economic interaction, but the ritual is initiated by the more abbreviated vocalization of "Eat Sh*t!" To my mind, the particular specimen photographed by you belongs to the more docile subspecies "Yuppius Ignoramus." Members of this group are hatched in mostly white, affluent suburbs and shepherded to universities where they are brought to maturity in nurseries called "Dept. of Sociology." The plumage shown in your photo --"The Rich Can Eat My Sh*t" -- has variously been interpreted as referring to their future faculty publications or as a touching plea for employment by the wealthy. Sorry to harsh your mellow. Posted by: Salt Lick Hey, that old "Cheney Did It" guy sounds like he might be a Lyndon LaRouche follower: The focus on Cheney, the bit about royalists trying to bankrupt the US. That's pretty cool. We had them here in Boston before the election, manning tables in Downtown Crossing on weekdays and leaving pamphlets on people's doorsteps. It's a shame you didn't get to talk to him more; LaRouche occupies a wonderfully detailed fantasy world. He wants to build a railway from Chicago to Beijing, among other places. What a guy! holdfast, don't relocate them to Cambridge. Cambridge is already at its maximum carrying capacity for the breed. Syria is a much better idea. In fact, I once chatted with a moonbat in Harvard Square who told me he was going to learn Arabic and move to Syria because it was "a free country" where he wouldn't have to worry about getting capped and/or disappeared by the Power Structure. Why would they bother killing the poor smelly little thing? Because he DARED to tell the AWFUL, HIDDEN TRUTH about Andrew Jackson's crimes against humanity! At least he SAID it was the truth; it certainly matched what they taught me in the public high school I went to. I guess they'll secretly execute my old history teacher, too. Poor Miss Feckenschnelder. She'll have to flee to Syria to be safe. Posted by: Marky Markov I went to the website advertised in picture of banner: www.dontjustvote.com. They had a page inviting reports from "direct actions" taking place on Nov. 2. The results are quite insightful and provide moonbatologists insight into the social psychology of the genus. Here is a sample:
I hypothesize that the moonbat genus has a most unique psychological profile which has acted as a species isolating mechanism. Namely, moonbats are reverse optimists. Evidence of declining support is actually interpreted by the social group as success. Thus one can predict that moonbats will engage in activities most likely to repel inclusion of members of other genera. While this may prevent formation of hybrids I am concerned that in the end this strategy will bring about their doom. Clearly a government program is needed to ensure their preservation - perhaps involving distribution of strange blends of coffee and clove cigarettes. Posted by: PeterArgus Where I live, we rarely see this species. A subspecies does exist however: macroglossius lunarius reclusivius. They are nocturnal and reclusive. On very rare occasions, such as war in Iraq, they will timidly peep out of their otherwise discreet disguises for a low key "protest" or candlelight vigil. It's usually an orderly, mild affair with little yelling and NO violence. For they know full well that the surrounding inhabitants can be extremely violent if pushed hard enough. Indeed, moonbats fear for their own saftey if they are too vocal. They can become a danger when they obtain positions of power in employment settings (they rarely do in government around here, at least not explicitly.) They will attemp to use their positions to indoctrinate unwilling, but vulnerable members of other species into adopting their maladaptive lifestyles - usually without success. Of course, as with any location, the more virulent variety of macroglossius lunariis academius imbecilius is found in greater (and noisier) numbers around state sponsored universities. Alas, that is to be expected and there is little one can do about it. No, by and large, we've been quite lucky for many years. We must remain vigilant however, because we're finding moonbat droppings in ever larger amounts. Even in Alabama, they leave maloderous moonshadows wherever they go. Posted by: Warrior My God!! I tried reading as if Steve Irwin were narrating. I will sue you! I swear! Aaaaarrrggghh! Posted by: CheezNCrackers Bill: Thanks for the insightful moonbat report. I want you to realize that, beyond the entertainment and curiosity factor, you are providing a much needed service to many of us. I want everyone to realize how fortunate you are to only have to observe the moonbat swarms from a journalistic distance. I have an 18-year daughter who recently moved to the west coast moonbat headquarters (San Francisco) to go to art college. (In the interest of her safety and her social standing I cannot reveal her name). You see, she must live, work and interact within moonbat swarms on a daily basis. We both knew when she chose to go to art college in SF that she would have to live and breathe among moonbats. But we had no idea how dangerous even common moonbats can be, let alone the more dangerous of their ilk. She lives in a shrouded identity, and must literally live among moonbats and walk in moonbat shit. Your reports will help me in protecting my only daughter, forced to live in a moonbat cave for 4 years, all for the love of her craft. Posted by: Charlie Republican Thanks, but hey, man - I live in DC. I step in a bit of moonbat crap every day. Though a San Fran art school does take the cake ... Posted by: Bill from INDC Yes, I must give an embedded reporter his due -- passing out due to moonbat fumes is indeed taking a bullet for the team. Posted by: Charlie Republican Indeed, that was very amusing. Usually I find the moonbat species to be a great annoyance, an infestation which could most appropriately be dealt with some sort of exterminant, Moonbat RAID so-to-speak. But your enlightening documentary has helped me to appreciate the greater value that the moonbats provide to our ecosystem--that of entertainment. As for Andrew Jackson's atrocities...well, he was the first Democrat, for one, but his atrocities were not really any worse than those of any other Democrat's. The Indian Removal Act of 1830 and the Trail of Tears notwithstanding, of course (hopefully your history books in high school mentioned something about those, unless of course you went to a public school where Democrats have whitewashed history to make themselves out to always have been the party of the poor, workers, immigrants, minorities, etc...:-P). |
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