Archive for December 12th, 2001
Hungry?

We here at Spitting Llamas attempt to bring you some light satire from time to time. Satire is extremely hard to write and, frankly, our skills are like schools who get poor test scores, underfunded. Sure, it’s not their fault, they’re just underfunded. Anyway, in the spirit of great satire, I thought I would link to the Is Your Son a Computer Hacker? story that has been circulating for a few days.

Though many of the people who have left comments on this story seem to be really angry about what Mr. Gibbons wrote, very few of them seem to be able to recognize satire. This then would be the perfect primer, the best satire ever written: A Modest Proposal. Just to prove a bit of his razor sharp wit, I offer this quote:

I grant this food will be somewhat dear, and therefore very proper for landlords, who, as they have already devoured most of the parents, seem to have the best title to the children.

There’s a debate in our forums whether Mr. Gibbons is a great satirist or just a buffoon. Click here to join the discussion. Please don’t get me started on why this version of the story seems to be slightly different than this version (slow link).

Sudsy Rules!

I recently started playing racquetball again just to acquire some semblance of health. It helps that my dad bought me a new racquet for my birthday and that several guys from work play at the local gym.

So, with all this racquetball talk floating around, you can’t imagine my pleasure at finding the website of the 5 time National Champion. Ladies and gentlemen, I present Sudsy Monchik. Don’t miss the captivating intro.