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I was feeling nostalgic for impassioned Congressional campaign articles, but also feeling like a little surrealism never hurt anyone...








Here's the scuttle butt...


Ahora, chicos, I hereby fling my angora fedora into the electoral ring. I rise against all odds to challenge the hoary hosts of this, our e-gomorrah.

With a kick to the snare and a plonk on the kalimba, I challange ye to think (about it), to gimme some more, to believe in miracles, to put some skank into that e-shuffle, to move us on up -- to truly become one nation under a groove.


Can you dig it? When will we finally find the funk?



Yes, compas, do you hear the ululation, off there in the distance, but growing nearer, gathering like a whirlwind? Is it not a grito suffused with pride and joy? Can't you almost taste the long pent-up cry of anguish infused with years of peppery e-suffering -- all baked into a chewy rartatouille of ennui.

Something is out there.

It's gathering speed in this, our hour of darkness. Could it be the sound of PQ's congressional campaign? Oh yes, I think so. Picking up the tempo against a deep 7-note chordal drone full of rich and robust harmonic ossilations cascading into 7ths, 9ths, 11ths, even 13ths. Listen. It is granting you vision, granting you speed.



Oh Lord! It's an old man, and he's reading you just like a book...



PROMISES







Other dutiful politicians and tidy technocrats offer a steady hand on the helm, the practical management of farmwork, and a good team effort.

Not me! Your man PQ prefers the good old situationist motto: "Never work!"






I will, however, make some pretty great promises....



Let's see, umm, with the awesome powers that I will hold as a member of Congress, I promise...


- To expose all the filthy shenanigans afoot in the Speaker's Office via a new multi-media extravaganza to be called "Astra Kat Lives and Boy is She Pissed!"


- To drop a huge pile of phospherescent glitter bombs and then shine a black light on the secretive Telegram channels where the e-Overlords (you know who you are!) plot their nefarious "training" wars and "real" wars, whilst carving up the e-World for their own nefarious pleasures,


- To force through a Constitutional Amendment that will make all the Top Five parties to swap their names every other month, just to keep things weirdly interesting.


- To start holding Governorship elections in every State and Mayoral elections in every city. Just for the hell of it. Bwaaa-ha-ha-ha! They can't stop the dance!!


- To usher in a new age characterized by utopian and univeralist feelings of solidarity, justice and a yearning for livingry rather than weaponry. The old era is ending. The old slogans and old delusions will not do. Policies devoted to the status quo will soon go bankrupt because there is no longer any status quo, either in the e-world or the real world.


- To bring the funky stuff that will cross the tracks and get all wicki wacky. To bring the sounds that will allow the proletarian players to express themselves. To take us on a detour through thought where an unexpected possible is extracted from e-matter that lies outside the realm of the formerly possible.


- To drive a virtual golf cart right up the fairway of infinite affirmations, disrupting the course of negative limitlessness of nihilistic comforts and their vain and cruel powers with their defeatist consent to millimetered enjoyments.








In summary. As the old joke goes...

"Is this the place where the Duke of Wellington spoke his famous words?"
"Yes, this is the place, but he never spoke those words."


or to put it in perhaps a more "modern" tone....


"Smith not only doesn't believe in ghosts; he isn't even afraid of them!"





And so. Such is the nature of our symbolic reality.

Obviously, given the promises laid out above, only a vote for PQ can change everything.











Oh right. Vote for the SFP ticket!









Let the music play!


PQ