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Summer of Samaranch
Nice one but did you really intend its publication to coincide with the guy's wife's death? Blair Pritchard
No though we do have a special new line of "Bibis Samaranch, Freed at Last From Juan's Iron Heel" T-shirts that are intended precisely for that occasion. Yrs in ghoulishness, Holly M. Subject: a few nights ago i was partially witness to the mind-bending x-rays emanating from NBC's opening ceremony for you-know-what. money and power seems to be a juggernaut the likes of which mankind may never truly escape. thank you for the facts to back up my intuitions about the Olympics...
Mark J. Domino
You witnessed actual X-rays in the act of bending your mind? I'm pretty
sure that's going to be an event in the 2004 Games. Meanwhile, anyone can
tell you that the most successful strategy to escape the juggernaut of
money and power is to be a Suck contributor.
Yours in disempowerment,
Holly M.
Sir:
Thank you for writing "Summer of Samaranch." I have come to rely on Suck as
a source of sane, intelligent commentary as well as a rich resource of
links to supporting documents. Your article is a superb example of what I
mean.
Please continue writing for the sake of sanity.
Sincerely,
Dan Hale
Sir:
Thanks in turn for your kind words. I must confess, however, that the notion
of anyone relying on Suck as a source of sane, intelligent commentary
vaguely alarms me. Does this mean you also rely on Krispin Glover for dating
tips? Jesse Helms for art criticism? Tom Frank for stock pointers?
Not writing for my own sanity's sake,
Holly M.
A commendable, well-written, timely, and insightful piece on suck.com today.
Could it be that suck is oozing towards true journalism? Say it ain't so...
Paul Vetter
True journalism? Hold on a sec while I check the registry of writer's
fees. Uh, that'd be a no. Definitely not. It ain't so.
Oozing toward true penury,
Holly M.
Hi Polly,
Today I was trying to cook up a
good domain name. After exhausting
my own creativity (about 10 seconds
into the search), I decided to rip
off...er...get inspired by Suck. I
was heading for the 1996 Pitches,
but then I remembered your
Frictionary pieces from earlier
this year. "Good words" I thought,
"but they're probably all taken".
But lo, when I searched I found
them mostly unclaimed.
After exhausting every word in the
English language, domain name
squatters and naming companies
usually stoop to strapping a tacky
e-i-my-or the-prefix on a
website. More "professional"
companies make up words through
unknown methods that pipe out
gentle and smooth names. (Verizon?)
But you, oh magical Polly, through
manipulation, came up with some
gems in your Frictionary episodes,
without even trying.
Unrepentant hedonists would love
"Gladulterer.com",and somebody
could keep track of shady
nonprofits on
"Floundation.org"."Cogma.com"
sounds a little nasty, but
"Breadlock.com" or "Dragweed.com"
sound just hip enough to be
saleable. "Zenigma.com" is a good
one, but it's already taken. 6,793
domain names contain the word
"Slim", and some have gotten
desperate enough to register
"1-500UsaSlim.com" or
"4u2bSlim.com". But using your
"Slimulus.com", somebody could lay
waste to the rest. "Fraudience.com"
could be big with marketing types.
"Boomsayer.com" could be the
perfect pulpit for yes-men and
"Internet changes everything"
pundits. And as you know, the
market for the disappointed, the
depressed, and the maladjusted is
booming, creating true demand for
"Plathos.com" or "Poutsider.com"
Some words are especially good.
"Reimagineer". It sounds close
enough to a real occupation or
service so that a company (say,
Disney) can actually offer
"reimagineering", but it's vague
and distant enough so that the
reimagineer wouldn't have to do any
actual work. "Reimagineer.com"
could be anything from a free
e-mail alias for reimagineers
worldwide to a whole new way of
padding web design bills. 1,893
domains are registered with the
word "Frat" in them, including junk
like BuyFratHats.com,
Cyber-Space-Fraternities.com,
Frat-On.com and a slew of
undifferentiable domains such as
CollegeFrat.com,
CollegeFraternity.com, and
CollegeFraternities.com. But none
of them hit the spot as would
"Frattitude.com", which lays
_unregistered_ (and you could also
register Fratitude.com, post the
same content as Frattitude.com but
sprinkle in links to remedial
spelling courses).
Maybe I'm not thinking clearly and
I'm just procrastinating since I'm
stumped in finding my own
just-right domain name, but I'm
guessing you could easily
supplement your current pay rate
($10, $15, $25 a word?) with a $60k
a word enterprise by coming up with
neat domain names for people. Since
registering a domain name costs
less than...lunch at Burger King,
you can basically scribble a word
on a post-it note and trade it in
for cash. Maybe you're already
doing this.
Well, I'm off to see if I can get a
Ouija board to spew out my domain
name...
Regards,
Humberto Moreira
Your dedication to such seemingly
pointless tasks fits in well with
the theme of today's column, don't
you think? You remind me of Owen
Thomas, but with a mystical,
superstitious twist. Plus, most of
Owen's ideas are more obscure, less
saleable, and usually potentially
actionable.
Let's do this: We'll start a
business, one that dreams up domain
names for people. You can be the
marketing genius and business savvy
boy, and I'll just think of the
domain names.
Ready to do anything for the
company, from sitting on my ass to
gazing glassy-eyed at our profit
sheets,
Polly
Dear Polly,
Here I am, a week later, still
talking about last week's news. I
thought Heather Havrilesky was
Jewish. I thought I read it
somewhere, but I must have just
made it up in my head.
I gushed about last week's filler,
but today's was better. Nothing you
write is more incisive than your
"psychobabble" rants. Some of your
characters are frighteningly real,
and yet comically endearing. I know
people who would do the hand
squeeze thing to their partners and
then pay $100 to be pitied and
petted by their shrink.
Your Loyal, but Possibly
Misinformed Psychophant
Richard
P.S. Did you know you have a "fan
site"? I promise never to do that
to you.
Thanks for the kind words. I assure
you that I, too, am frighteningly
real, and not nearly as endearing
as one might hope, comically or
otherwise. Where do you think I get
the material for all that
psychobabble? Merely by observing
others? Anyone who makes fun of
other people is far lamer than the
people he or she targets. In the
world of comedy, being weak and
pathetic is part of the job.
As if to prove my point, I'll
strongly assert that paying someone
to pity you makes a lot of sense.
No one pities us enough, you know?
What could be better than sitting
around complaining and having the
other person say, "Man, that
must've been so tough for you."
However, this kind of royal
treatment might be good for your
psyche, but it makes you a very
dull person. And being disturbed
yet entertaining is what it's all
about, right?
Right?
Hello?
Disturbed and dull,
Polly
Your Pollyness:
Filler did not make me laugh out
loud in my cube; it did make me
shit myself.
Leaving work early,
Alex Kienlen
Gee, that reminds me of the sig
file on another letter I received a
few months back...
Oh, Polly, my Polly,
I'm already packing my bags for
Cynical Singles Summer Camp! Even
now I'm envisioning days of
stitching together mostly-useless
leather goods ("so, this is
a...um...wallet, or a headband or
something, right?") and endless
pointed, sniping with single folk
(nearly) as bitter as me.
This one's actually going to be
true, right? You promised once that
the bitter would inherit Italy. But
I've begun to give up hope on that
one. Oh, wait! I've got it. If we
can just mobilize our Gay Special
Forces we can take the entire
peninsula in fortnight! What kind
of military can a country that
elects porn stars to parliament
really have? Then we can have
Cynical Singles Summer Camp in
Tuscany rather than by some
unpronounceable lake in Maine.
Yes, the brilliance of your plan is
becoming clear to me.
your bitter, evil henchman,
Phineas X. Jones
"Civilization rests on two things:
the discovery that fermentation
produces alcohol, and the voluntary
ability to inhibit defecation. And
I put it to you, where would this
splendid civilization be without
both?"
--Robertson Davies The Rebel
Angels
Alex, Thanks for doing your part to
topple civilization as we know it.
Continue the good work!
Rebel pantscrappers unite! Crap the
good crap! Fight the good fight!
Polly
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