8/20/09
I sat across from the White House, in a park dejected. I was out of work, my role in saving the world taken from me. What would I do with the world saved and peace on in Earth in the making. Where was I to go.
I decided after a couple hours of contemplation and meditation that being a superhero wasn't all it was cracked up to be. As I sat and admired the view of the White House, I realized how close I'd come to being a superhero, to being the envy of every young boy and girl. I'd been so close if I'd only thought of the beer summit first, but President Obama was the superhero, the true superman.
What was I going to do?
I sat deciphering the patterns of the dirt, the wind sensing my inattentiveness slashed into my face, papers and trash blew past me, one of the headlines caught my eye. I snatched the paper effortlessly from the insensitive wind. Quickly scanning the headlines I instantly knew my next move. Although the world's problems had been solved, I still had the desire to be a hero, to be revered.
I knew I could do it. It was time for a change. I am tired of politics, the dirty game... I knew that I was still needed on this planet. There was a major crisis brewing and I would be here to save the day.
There staring me in the eye was the answer to my dreams, the next great American Crisis, this American Idol thing, with the great Paula Abdul leaving how would the show continue, how would all these phenomenal and talented artists fulfill their dreams..
Yes this is what I would do...I made my call...
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Meanwhile................
A news conference began that may change the face of the nation, this was President Obama's Trojan Horse, the one minute detail in his plan that he'd overlooked, this would be the termination of the liberal dream.
The room buzzed with curiosity and anxiety, the reporters, cameramen and visitors waited and jostled for position, who would get to the front and who would ask the first question.
The room went silent as the solitary women strutted to the podium, her strides mimicking her once glorious days as Miss American contestant. She wore a red, white and blue one piece swimsuit, on her hips rode two six shooters and a bandoleer of extra of ammo decorated her chest, obviously the former Governor of Alaska, Sarah Palin meant business.
She raised her hands and winked, the crowd went silent. "My feller Americans, I'm just a poor country gal and soccer Mom, I just wants to raise her children, but I just keep getting dragged into these problems of our country. I don't like all this hoopla, these clothes..I wear for my country donations from my good friend and side kick MegaMan the Madman....
"Ladies and Gentleman we interrupt this news conference to bring you late breaking news, in a surprise announcement MegaMan the MadMan has given up his role as the world's savior to breathe life back into the dying American Idol television show, replacing the ousted Paula Abdul."
We asked Paula what she thought of this announcement. "You'll never succeed without me, never..fuck that little caped crusader...I'll show him.. You wait..I've got a gig that'll blow his and everybody Else's mind.."
Paula declined to comment on her future opportunity..we now take you back to the news conference...
"Yes I've said it.. the President hidden in one of his bills has planned a ignoramus panel...this panel will have the right to euthanize all ignoramuses and threatens each and every American...Please people..."
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Meanwhile....The President watches the news....
"What does Megaman think he's doing...upstaging me like that...I can produce a Television show...get my staff in here...."
After the staff arrived and sat, the President began..."here's my plan....The show will be called Americans Sick In Need of Medical Care...It will serve a two-fold purpose...one determine through talent contests who will receive what treatments...hey if you have no talent why waste money saving you...Two generate funds for the overwhelming debt those damn Republicans made..."
A lone staff member interrupted, the rest of the staff covered there eyes..."Sir it was your administration that..."
"Your fired..."was all he said..."Get me MegaMan the MadMan and Paula Abdul now..."
I decided after a couple hours of contemplation and meditation that being a superhero wasn't all it was cracked up to be. As I sat and admired the view of the White House, I realized how close I'd come to being a superhero, to being the envy of every young boy and girl. I'd been so close if I'd only thought of the beer summit first, but President Obama was the superhero, the true superman.
What was I going to do?
I sat deciphering the patterns of the dirt, the wind sensing my inattentiveness slashed into my face, papers and trash blew past me, one of the headlines caught my eye. I snatched the paper effortlessly from the insensitive wind. Quickly scanning the headlines I instantly knew my next move. Although the world's problems had been solved, I still had the desire to be a hero, to be revered.
I knew I could do it. It was time for a change. I am tired of politics, the dirty game... I knew that I was still needed on this planet. There was a major crisis brewing and I would be here to save the day.
There staring me in the eye was the answer to my dreams, the next great American Crisis, this American Idol thing, with the great Paula Abdul leaving how would the show continue, how would all these phenomenal and talented artists fulfill their dreams..
Yes this is what I would do...I made my call...
***********************************************************************************
Meanwhile................
A news conference began that may change the face of the nation, this was President Obama's Trojan Horse, the one minute detail in his plan that he'd overlooked, this would be the termination of the liberal dream.
The room buzzed with curiosity and anxiety, the reporters, cameramen and visitors waited and jostled for position, who would get to the front and who would ask the first question.
The room went silent as the solitary women strutted to the podium, her strides mimicking her once glorious days as Miss American contestant. She wore a red, white and blue one piece swimsuit, on her hips rode two six shooters and a bandoleer of extra of ammo decorated her chest, obviously the former Governor of Alaska, Sarah Palin meant business.
She raised her hands and winked, the crowd went silent. "My feller Americans, I'm just a poor country gal and soccer Mom, I just wants to raise her children, but I just keep getting dragged into these problems of our country. I don't like all this hoopla, these clothes..I wear for my country donations from my good friend and side kick MegaMan the Madman....
"Ladies and Gentleman we interrupt this news conference to bring you late breaking news, in a surprise announcement MegaMan the MadMan has given up his role as the world's savior to breathe life back into the dying American Idol television show, replacing the ousted Paula Abdul."
We asked Paula what she thought of this announcement. "You'll never succeed without me, never..fuck that little caped crusader...I'll show him.. You wait..I've got a gig that'll blow his and everybody Else's mind.."
Paula declined to comment on her future opportunity..we now take you back to the news conference...
"Yes I've said it.. the President hidden in one of his bills has planned a ignoramus panel...this panel will have the right to euthanize all ignoramuses and threatens each and every American...Please people..."
************************************************************************************
Meanwhile....The President watches the news....
"What does Megaman think he's doing...upstaging me like that...I can produce a Television show...get my staff in here...."
After the staff arrived and sat, the President began..."here's my plan....The show will be called Americans Sick In Need of Medical Care...It will serve a two-fold purpose...one determine through talent contests who will receive what treatments...hey if you have no talent why waste money saving you...Two generate funds for the overwhelming debt those damn Republicans made..."
A lone staff member interrupted, the rest of the staff covered there eyes..."Sir it was your administration that..."
"Your fired..."was all he said..."Get me MegaMan the MadMan and Paula Abdul now..."
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The Trials Of a Madman
The Trials Of a Madman is the ongoing story of an alien sent here from the planet Pronghornia to save the planet Earth from the impending destruction predicted by the leaders of Pronghornia.
The Madman takes on superhero status and adopts the name MegaMan, however the MadMan is added to the name by people he'd met along the way.
I take current events twist them into events that could lead to imminent destruction of Earth and make them into insane tales of sarcasm and comedy using political and entertainment celebrities as the basis of the wild tales.
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The Madman takes on superhero status and adopts the name MegaMan, however the MadMan is added to the name by people he'd met along the way.
I take current events twist them into events that could lead to imminent destruction of Earth and make them into insane tales of sarcasm and comedy using political and entertainment celebrities as the basis of the wild tales.
Have fun. I know I have fun writing!
U comment I follow!
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12 comments:
Very funny. People could go on stage and the ones with the worst medical problems would get treatment the others land on the gaffe reel.
Do you want to be a judge or a contestant?
You've outdone yourself again. I'll put up a link hopefully folks will come over and read.
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Losers to go on the Paula Abdul Road-to-Wellness infomercial?
The wind is quite insensitive, isn't it? Especially when the wind is being broke by a Hobo squatting over your face.
Indeed.
Wngl..Making mm Infomercials isn;t that what Billy what's his name did..
Static...I thought something smelled kind of off, but somehow it provided me with inspiration..Maybe that's how I came up with all this Bull shit..
great blog keep up the good work
@Megaman - This is all bullshit? I thought it was factual news reporting!
Sir how dare you imply that this is nothing other than the truth and nothing but the truth...I swear on my red ass and blue balls that, or was it white ass and blue balls...that evrything I say is true and real...really...
Merr. Very uplifting story. I need your superhero abilities on my side. Stop feeding the SQUIRRELS!
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Megaman the MadMan is here to save the world.. your planet.. let me know what I can do to help?