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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.


“You are all perfect. Perfect in myriad ways. Perfect liars. Perfect cheaters. Perfect narcissists. Perfect assholes.” These were the opening words of my opening address as the newly elected president of the “Northridge Neanderthals.” Our credo was “Go against the flow,” as our namesakes did millennia ago. While the other cave men were wearing footwear and bearskins, our male namesakes were running around naked and wearing little hats made out of tiger dung. They believed that tiger dung hats would attract mates. They were wrong. They repelled mates, so they had to chase after them, barefoot. When they caught a mate they would often have bloody feet. Frequently they would get infected and the Neanderthal would die before having a chance to mate. Their burial rite consisted of throwing the deceased into a saber-tooth tiger den. This was easier than digging a hole and throwing the colleague in.

We revere the Neanderthals for their stupidity and laziness. One of the requirements for joining the Northridge Neanderthals is a lower than average I.Q. Prospective members have to visibly struggle with math and spelling and most tasks that invited physical coordination like driving a car or fishing. Also, perspective members have to demonstrate a clear tendency to be scammed—especially on the Internet.

We filled a niche in natural order. Once fully-fledged we would be permitted to make the Neanderthal Cry: “Fu*k this!” It celebrates our hostility toward any kind of challenge—intellectual or physical—and the valor of giving up and falling behind.

It is our heritage. We look forward to extinction like non-Neanderthals look forward to going to heaven. We have folksongs celebrating our hope: “Where did all the Neanderthals go?” “She’s not there.” “There goes my baby.” “Extinct doesn’t stink.”

We hope for natural disasters. Don’t take this the wrong way. We want you to survive as the “fittest.” in this sense, Charles Darwin provides us with hope.


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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.


“We’ve endured a lot and accomplished a lot here on Cellblock Five. Mickey: Your shivs make my world go around. I’ll never forget seein’ Kelly laid out on the concrete floor, wounded, pumping blood like an oil well, trying to say something before he went to the great beyond. And Sam, Jeez Sam: Your cell-made raisin ‘wine’ sent us all over the top last New Year’s Eve when we beat the shit out of three guards and sent them to the hospital. You are the vintner of vintners and I commend you. And Ox Eye Teddy, every time you sing ‘Memory” from ‘Cats,’ we all sit in our cells and cry like babies—murderers, thieves, burglars, embezzlers, and arsonists—criminals of all kinds, heaving with sorrow, emotionally taken to the edge of repentance from the song you so movingly sing.

All of you have something to offer that makes us a strong integral whole, strengthened by our common motive and desire to excel, to be all we can be. And it is Ox Eye’s singing that brought to me, Machine Gun Gerry, the idea that we should do something together so our ‘Memory’ holds fewer regrets, that our past misdeeds may be overshadowed by what we may accomplish today, for families, friends, and the state of Iowa.

We will make earrings, and sell them on Etsy.”

These are the opening paragraphs of my new book “Pardon Me.” I am a Business Professor at Golden Chance University in Mojave City, California. We specialize in making greedy and unethical young men and women into greedy and unethical entrepreneurs specializing in exploiting desperate people to achieve their ends: wealth and power.

My book is a fictional account of a group of imprisoned felons, who, through a rigorous program of threats of physical harm, coupled with blackmail supported by a well-considered archive of photographs undeniably documenting a variety of the Warden’s misdeeds, mostly of a sexual nature, we are able to start a profitable business. With a Warden reticent to being arrested and humiliated, and beat-up by his wife, it was smooth sailing all the way.

The prisoners’ utilization of threats and blackmail illustrates the variety of sources that capital may spring from, and that it needn’t be money that initiates the creation of a viable business, such as the prisoners’ earring business.

One character in the book, Weelon Cruk, is a self- absorbed loose canon who nearly ruins the plan with his grandstanding. We show our readers how he is “quietly” put away in the prison laundry. I use this to show my students the importance of consensus and how people who think for themselves need to be terminated.

It’s no surprise that I have recently been appointed Head of the Small Business Administration by our beloved President. “Pardon Me” Will point the way toward the reaffirmation values that will “Make America Great Again.” As our country prepares to take a giant step backwards I am proud to be the wind beneath its wings, traveling the yellow brick road back to the future. Here I come!


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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.


“God bless us, everyone.” Tiny Tim was such an ass kisser, he was hoping that Scrooge would pay his college tuition. As far as he could see, his loser father was going nowhere, supervising a pack of rats at Scrooge’s accounting firm. Scrooge had had the crap scared out of him by an extended nightmare that, ironically, woke him up from being a the stingiest man in London.

Tiny Tim had been posing as a cripple for the past five years. It was part of an insurance scam that he had pulled on Royal Haulers, the King’s vegetable conveyance. He made it look like the cart ran over his foot. He got no insurance settlement, just a free crutch that he used to his advantage to display his infirmity and garner pity, worth a few pence. But Scrooge’s nightmare psychosis had made him ripe for conning.

Tiny had managed to get a check from Scrooge’s checkbook. He had filled it out for 50,000 pounds and was waiting for Scrooge’s signature. He couldn’t figure out how to pull the check scam off, so he decided to burglarize Scrooge’s apartment.

It was 2.00 am when he quietly broke in. Scrooge had curtains around his bed and he was carrying with Trollope Lil who lived next door. Scrooge had a pile of cash on his desk. Tiny stuffed it in the pillowcase he had brought along for that purpose. When he picked up the final 20 pound note a jingling bell went off. Scrooge came out from behind his bed curtains wearing only his night cap. “What are you up to, Tim?” Scrooge asked with an angry look on his face. Tim responded: “Sleepwalking.” It was all that Tim could think of and Scrooge bought it.

Tim made off with all of Scrooge’s cash and had to leave London as he was being hunted by the police. He move to Glasgow and bought a canned haggis factory: Scotty Mac’s Highland Haggis. Scrooge had a relapse and started saying “Humbug” again and fired Bob Cratchet. He hired his girlfriend in Cratchet’s place. She started a nearly undetectable embezzling scam. Her name was Belle. That was enough to blind Scrooge to her scam.

Tim made millions under the name of Ginnis McCorckle. He branched out into single malt scotch and became obsessed with the Loch Ness Monster, and was instrumental in the resurgence of the kilt. He was developing cellophane sticky tape when he died.


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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.


You are all too good to be true. Aunt Sally, your work with delinquents is commendable. Ed, your skill as a surgeon has saved hundreds of lives. And Aunt Edna, what can I say? Your Pulitzer Prize winning book “Shake, Rattle, Roll” has given us insight into the origins, history and social significance of Craps. The chapter “Whose bones do we roll?” could stand alone as a masterpiece in its own right, deserving of widespread recognition.

Today is Thanksgiving and we should give thanks for all the wonderful, accomplished, talented and compassionate people here at the table. That is, all the people except for my brother Edsel.

Named for a car that was mocked the moment it came off the assembly line, Edsel has been a loser and a burden on our family ever since he was born. My mother, God rest her soul, wouldn’t admit it, but we always thought that Edsel’s father was the guy who picked his nose in church and farted: Herbert “Hungman” Bush. Whenever we mentioned Herbert, mother would blush and drive away in the car, burning rubber, which was uncharacteristic of her. Dad would just tamp down his pipe and light it again for the tenth time, shake his head, clench his fist, and go back to reading “Outdoor Life” magazine.

And here you are, sitting at the table, Edsel. We had to put the house up as collateral for your weekend furlough from Beauregard Culver State Prison, named after the Confederate sharpshooter who served as Booth’s backup at Ford’s Theatre. Your crime spree across Florida earned you a lot of attention, plus 8 to 10 years behind bars for robbery. No one ever thought that stealing bicycles was worth it. You didn’t even have a pickup truck! Stuffing them one at a time into the back seat of your Ford Taurus must’ve slowed you down. You got caught when you donated one of your stolen bikes to the PBA Charity Bike Drive, an annual event where people donate their used bikes to charity. You gave away a $1,000 bike in nearly new condition. It took the cops five minutes to track it down, and they nabbed you right on the spot.

Edsel was a loser right from the start. He stayed back twice in the second grade and swore at his teachers. Nobody could ever figure out where he learned the swear words. Personally, I thought it was Herbert, but there was no way I could prove it. Dad, I remember when you nicknamed Edsel “Bastard Freak,” but most of the time you just called him “Freak” or “Bastard.”

Anyway Edsel (aka Bastard Freak), even though you’re a total loser and a disgrace to the family, here you are sharing a Thanksgiving meal with your family, who has considered disowning you countless times.

I’m holding a box of rat poison here, and would really appreciate it if you would let me sprinkle two heaping spoonfuls on your cranberry sauce while I say grace: “Dear Lord I beseech thee to motivate Edsel to eat the rat poison and come home to your loving arms. Amen.” Edsel tentatively took a little taste.

Everybody laughed as Edsel spit out the rat poison and ran to the kitchen to rinse out his mouth. When the water shut off we heard him stomp down the hall and out the front door. Everybody cheered and started eating. I ran after Edsel. I didn’t want to risk losing our house by losing him. I found Edsel sitting on the front porch smoking a cigarette. He asked me if it was really rat poison that I had put on his cranberry sauce. I said “No.” I lied.


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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.


Life is always more complicated than we want it to be. You are my sheep. My flock. My ensemble of groveling dupes, perfectly situated for exploitation—even as I say it, I know you don’t know what it means, and you’ll do anything I tell you to do. If I had enough red Kool-Aid I could prove it right now. I would put on my special Jimmy J. Sunglasses, tell you to drink, and you’d flop down on the floor, gone to meet your maker.

But we’re not here to test your loyalty to me and your faith in the Big Guy upstairs, rather, we are here to exploit your virtuous desire to do my will in other aspects of our lives. Your pliancy is admirable. Your collective idolization of me is surely the will of God. As long as you take these little pink pills, you will follow, enlightened zombies stumbling along the path to salvation. Please, keep your robes on! Today, we have more important thing to do.

Tomorrow, collectively, by our power and glory, and in the fullness of time provided by Sunday morning, together, all 205 of us will swarm Wal-Mart! We shall remove Satan’s playthings, load them on the trucks waiting outside, and bring them back here to be sorted and sold to sinners on EBay. We will have a modest triumph over Satan, temporarily depriving him of income. You may rightfully ask:

“What will we do with the proceeds gathered from the swarming to further our collective journey on our spiritual path?” Yea, I say unto thee, I have heard the lord’s voice, and he has said: “Build a giant hot tub in the basement Pastor Blotch, and fill it with love.”

Upon hearing this command, I prostrated myself on the floor and sister Louise joined me, and together, we showed our passionate desire to comply, as we rolled about uttering cries of thanksgiving, truly possessed by the divine spirit.

As we swarm WalMart tomorrow, fill your shopping carts and dump them outside by the waiting trucks as fast as you can. Think of the hot tub and the sustenance it will provide here on earth to your carnal body and how it will teach your soul patience as it awaits eternal life. May your virtue prompt you as you do his will. Be compliant. Be unquestioning. Be dutiful. Be swift. Now, go and prepare yourselves to meet Satan’s imps at WalMart and vanquish them with faith-based robbery. May your shopping carts overflow and your harvest be abundant.


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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.


Ladies and gentlemen, my praise for you is as boundless as my golf handicap, my hair, and my hatred of Hilary Clinton who should’ve been locked up in Guantanamo with the other war criminals and terrorists. What a disgrace that she’s walking the streets and defaming me.

But you, you, you! You are brilliant and on the right side of history! Some of you have done, or will do, time in jail for your loyalty to what Bill Barr has called “BS.” It takes special people to risk their lives and futures for BS, like the Vietnam War, which my painful bone spurs kept me from serving in. But you, you, you, you’re out there on the front line chanting the brilliant rallying cry: “Stop the steal,” a rallying cry made up by a woman school bus driver from Another Lake, Minnesota. It caught on and you picked it up as you rallied at the Capital Building, with bullhorns, baseball bats and bear spray. Brilliant! Although the coup failed, you did a lot of damage, killed at least one person, and showed the libtards who’s boss. I commend you.

And me! I was your spiritual guide, your guru, and the voice of your consciences, but the little innocuous barely audible speech I gave that day was just me saying what I thought about the election. To think it could prompt an insurrection, is like believing the music from an ice cream truck can make people follow the truck around. I am not responsible for anything that happened on 1/6. It was you Trumpers. You planned it. You executed it. You did it all: everything that happened on 1/6 was due to you and you alone. I wish I had grabbed a bullhorn and joined the crowd, but my bone spurs were killing me, and I could barely walk.

2024’s just around the corner. Just in case: keep your baseball bats clean, your bullhorn batteries fresh, and have an ample supply of bear spray on hand. The Democrats will steal the election again. If you want to make America great again, be prepared.


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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.


There is lead. There is silver. There is gold. But platinum is more precious than all three put together. It endures. It is useful—from jewelry to dental implants. It is valuable: today it is $1,030.00 per ounce. This is why we’ve named our annual award for excellence “The Platinum Prism Award” after platinum’s many praiseworthy facets.

It is never easy to choose the Award’s recipient. As you know, to make the decision, we placed a judge in each of the seven finalists’ homes. They observed the finalists. They made mischief. They threatened them. They walked around the house naked. They let the air out of the finalists’ car tires. They didn’t remove their shoes when entering the finalists’ houses. And more.

We all know the “Platinum Prism Award” comes with a $2,000,000 cash prize. For this amount of money, people will do just about anything. This year’s winner did just that! I am pleased and humbled to introduce this year’s recipient of “The Platinum Prism Award,” Ciggy Butler. Mr. Butler works on Line B, assembling key rings. You’ll notice he is wearing an eye patch. Simply because he was asked to, Mr Butler donated his eye to a medical facility somewhere in Asia. Bravo Mr. Butler! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!

Mr. Butler is one of us! His diligence and devotion to duty are instilled in all of us. Nevertheless, Ciggy went the extra quarter-mile. We should all aspire to go the extra quarter-mile, and that aspiration itself is praiseworthy: it’s platinum. We are all platinum!

Mr. Butler, would you like to say a few words?

Mr. Butler: Yes. When do I get the cash prize?


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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

You are all awake! I commend you, class, for listening to me blabber for the past hour. I had nothing interesting to say, and clearly don’t know what I’m talking about, but your amazing attempts to look interested in my lecture warmed my heart and made me decide not to kill myself in the parking lot after class.

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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

You sat there. You stayed awake. You asked easy questions. You stood and applauded and waved signs and booed when the time was right.

You made me look good! The rehearsal paid off. Believe me!

So, thank-you all for your loyalty and commitment to making America Great Again, and to hell with Puerto Rico, Rocket Man, and Polar Bears.

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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

You persisted. You wouldn’t back down. You took personal risks. You gave us all a shining example of courage, non-violence, and wisdom in action–a rare combination of virtues; a rarity that we can’t forget.

The pipeline was put on hold and we hold you responsible for enabling a judge, in good conscience, to see it our way and grant the stay.

Now, we are faced with the stay’s unravelling. Now we are faced with beginning again. I trust you will continue to display the same virtues in action so that we may influence a judge, build sympathy for our cause, and permanently block the pipeline’s construction.

Thank-you.

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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

Today is a day of cheer and hope for all of you children who’re graduating! It is time for you to be rewarded so your self esteem may blossom, bloom and go to seed, and of course, so our audience members can be here!

On behalf of  The Butterflies & Bluebirds Foreschool for Acceptable Toddlers, I say, “There are no winners or losers at B.B.FAT,  just doers!”

Accordingly, with a big happy face and a knowing wink, I take great pride in awarding all of you clearly acceptable toddlers with a framed parchment B.B.FAT certificate for being Doo Doo Doers and not gloaty winners or whiny losers.  Yes, every single one of you with no exceptions whatsoever will receive this Certificate of  Having Done Lots of Things.

Stay seated! We will hand out your certificates shortly! Stay seated please! Please remain seated!

Now, after you’ve gotten your certificate and had your picture taken with your parent, parents, and/or the person driving you home, go and DO something! Maybe toddle around your living room or make a dumpy? Why? Because you’re a Doo-Doo-Doer!

Doo-Doo, Doo-Doo, Doo-Doo. You’re all Doo-Doo-Doers. And that’s very acceptable!

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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

For the past 35 years you have acted within, and not over, the call of duty. We are neither glad nor sad to see you go. However, it is expected by somebody more important than me that I present you with this dishwasher safe coffee mug inscribed with our corporate motto: “Good Enough is Good Enough.” Thank you for being compliant, courteous, and not a problem. Don’t miss your bus!

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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

We took them to the brink, they looked over the edge, they backed up a few steps, and they agreed to nearly every budget cut we proposed!

Well done my fellow fiscal conservatives!

Saving money is a good thing, and you helped us save you a bundle!

But, let me make this perfectly clear: We’re not done yet! Next, we take out Obama-care, then, we dismantle Medicare, and after that, we eliminate Social Security!

Now, my fellow Americans, I’m going back to my tanning bed, relax, smoke a cigarette, and quietly gloat.

Thank you for your support and encouragement. Victory is ours!

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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

Generosity is aligned with all that is good. It alleviates suffering. It restores hope. It engenders trust. It is manifest in so many ways, but always, with no expectation of reward.

Tonight we are gathered to celebrate, not reward, your generosity. We are here to witness the benefits your loving kindness has brought to so many people, and moreover, to publicly observe, to better know, and to gratefully acknowledge generosity’s virtue.

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Comprobatio

Comprobatio (com-pro-ba’-ti-o): Approving and commending a virtue, especially in the hearers.

The operation was a complete success! As a team, as expected (as ever) you displayed courage, resourcefulness, and camaraderie–three key virtues that have enabled us to successfully complete our missions without losing anybody; no matter how weird it gets out there and no matter how many unexpected events we encounter along the way!

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