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Professor Pille's Planetary Panopticon

Currently under advisement and endless reconstruction. Perhaps confusing yet amusing. A highly vulnerable manifestation of the internationally-regarded Mt. Palomine Institute of Mysteries and its founder, the venerable Professor Antonio Pille. Dedicated with warmest regards to the varied ghosts of Aristophanes, Rabelais, Swift, Sterne, Jarry, Mencken, Baron Munchhausen, and the gentle and honorable Robert Benchley.

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Monday, January 16, 2006

Editor makes comment on "da Urth" shtick--why the Professor is under sedation

I can still see its face! Foreign non-viewers demand full coverage; local eye-witnesses ask for total disclosure!
(Just pulled from "der Peeper": another tidbit of news from "da Urth"--Professor Pille devoted a whole week to looking at these sorts of "things"!)
  • Pasty-faced, short, chubby, balding white male with whiny voice in cheap suit with pens in pocket-protector: "It's a medieval symbol, a symbol against women," he says. "We don't want women to be ashamed to show who they are. Even if you have decided yourself to do that, you should not do it in [small harmless Western nation full of wooden shoes and tulips kept anonymous to prevent murderous attacks against it's citizens for having opinions on things], because we want you to be integrated, assimilated into [that dike-heavy place's] society. If people cannot see who you are, or see one inch of your body or your face, I believe this is not the way to integrate into our society."
VERSUS
  • Dead serious deeply-tanned leader with dignified beard and eyes blazing with the fire of cleansing, deity-backed, righteousness, wearing fancy ethnic headgear: "It's a Western symbol, a symbol against [our people]" he says. "We don't want [members of our culture] to be un-ashamed to show who they are. Even if you have decided yourself to do that, you should not do it in [name of any nation with lots of sand] because we want to see you integrated, assimilated into [name of any nation with lots of sand] society. If people can see who you are, or see one inch of your body or your face, I believe this is not the way to integrate into our society!"
  1. The people in the harmless little Western nation having the problem with non-native garb are, in a potent sense, wrong; toleration of harmless personal Medievalisms and cultural imbecilities (and the ability--in a society that comprehends the importance and value of free speech--to freely say so in precisely as insulting and patronizing a way as one wishes) is what makes the difference between civilized societies and the knucklehead barbaric ones. That's why much of the almost-civilized "Urther" world allowed Hippoids to live, even though they smelled, made bad art, and couldn't string a sentence together competently. Note I say harmless. Very, very, important.
  2. Certain people who read, with horror, the original statement--taken from a news site--and find themselves sort-of sympathizing with the recontextualized paraphrase from a hypothetical different cultural perspective, and who fail to get a powerful sense that something may be wildly inconsistent with their own thinking, are, to be blunt, fools
  3. What if the first statement had been made not by an unimpressive Dutch-man, but by a feminist Dutch-woman? This question will be on the final.
  4. Why in hell's name would someone relocate to a society whose dress, manners, traditions, and religions are seen as hateful, Satanic, ungodly, or just simply irrelevant? How could thoughts like this trouble even the most reasonable of people? These questions will also be on the final
  5. What the hell is immigration all about anyway? Any pupil who only gives the cheap answer of cheap labor will have a full grade knocked off their final score and will have to answer to the spirits of their long-dead ancestors

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