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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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Saturday, January 14, 2006

Newz Robot gets all hysterical on us!

Beep, Beep, Whirrr..."Nice Blog"
While wildly-emotional enthusings about Professor Pille's Planetary Panopticon coming from foreigners and even traditionally reserved Kanadans of Kanadia are almost a passe event at this point (40 or 50 a day and many from foreign embassies and leaders demanding autographed photos of their favorite Institute writers!), only moments ago we received an over-the-top accolade from, of all things, an "anonymous" "bot," or to be more specific a "news" ro-"bot" of some type, claiming our "blog" was "nice." An electro- mechanical greeting from what must be a beeping tin man or woman is something wholly new and unexpected for us, perhaps a thing even a bit frightening, since we can't be totally certain about his, her, or its intentions! Some weeks ago we screened (via a cheap splitter hookup through the "Der Peeper" device that we use to look at your world) some "moo-vies" (we call them Epics) popular on "da Urth," including (as best we could figure) one (or two) laugh-riot(s) about an indestructible homicidal Deutsche/Texican robot(s) named Lyndon Baines (or L. B.) Bach (?), and another thoroughly incomprehensible musical/fantasy that begins with a poorly choreographed ballet of citizen monkeys, proceeds to a waltzing wagon wheel, and concludes with a (singing!) computing engine (with pink-eye) that commandeers a seminal space-vessel and forces it to spit out Astra-nuts--as if they were tiny white raisins--into a swirling maelstrom of jello and melting lollipops! None of this was reassuring about dealings with artificial blog-fans. Perhaps "nice blog" is simply some telemetry thing, like a signal sent from a radar antennae? Or maybe it's a way of tagging the site for annihilation? Perhaps it's but one more expression of the scripted and obligatory deep warmth, humanity, and sincerity we find emanating from the general direction of "da Urth?" We are jittery. Have a nice day!

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