Whazzup?

Bobby Knight has a new coaching job at Texas Tech, and he's asked us to destroy all copies of the following farewell address from last fall. "Ladies and gentlemen, I could say a lot of things right now.

Easy Money

"You wanted to see me?" "Yes, Brad. Come in. I'm afraid I have some bad news." "What do you mean?" "You see, the market seems to be flirting with a bit of volatility right now, and?" "You're telling me! I actually lost money on my lunch hour yesterday. Can you believe it? That's the last time I trade stocks and fantasy league players at the same time. You really gotta pay attention these days."

"Yes, well, we believe that it's all just a correction, but the board is a little skittish right now, so they've agreed to a merger to prop things up."

"With who?"

"Enigma Industries."

"Their slogan is, 'No One Knows What We Make, Except Money.'"

"Exactly. And their CEO ? I mean, our new CEO ? feels that we need to assume a similarly strategic position."

"Great idea. That's why I upgraded my Palm Pilot."

"Yes, well, the bottom line is, our corporate mission has been redefined, our personnel base is being downsized, and your specific job description has been outsourced."

"What do you mean?"

"You're fired."

"Whaat??"

"Don't take it personally."

"But I've only been here six months! I just got out of college."

"I know. And in this economy, most companies just can't afford $65,000 for a 21-year-old who majored in progressive Web design and golf."

"I also minored in feng shui."

"Brad, the world is finally getting back to reality. You're too young to realize this, but the last few years have been a fantasy. Dot-coms with no hope of turning a profit making their executives rich, people with no capital or expertise calling themselves investors. It was a giant Ponzi scheme. It had to end sometime."

"Does this mean I have to return the Mercedes?"

"I'm afraid so. And the health club needs their towels back."

"Well, I guess I'll just have to post my résumé on the Internet again and get a few more dozen seductive offers."

"Brad, those days are over too. That's why we'd like you to meet our vice president for recently hired outplacement, Mr. Jiggs McCoy. Jiggs, say hello to Brad Westfield."

"But?"

"At ease, son. First thing is, I know just how you feel. It wasn't that many years ago I got the word they were closing down the whole carbon-paper division. Well, goodbye, pension. So what do you do when you're not here?"

"Watch TV."

"All right, there's a start. Unfortunately, they make all those sets overseas now. Say, here's an idea. Ever thought about moving to Mexico?"

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Back in what my daughter would call the olden days, local news was whatever went on in the hut next door. National news happened down the block. World news transpired in that village across the river. The flow of knowledge may have been primitive, but people paid attention because newsmakers were their neighbors.

Castaways

"Well, Wilson, another day here in paradise, eh? Nothing but sand, palm trees, and the occasional hurricane to liven things up. So, how long's it been now, do you remember? No, of course you don't. I keep forgetting you're a volleyball.
"Hello again, Comrade Ivantyutubuzzoff." "Shhhhh! Keep your voice down! And remember, call me Brad." "What are you so jumpy about? Were you up late drinking that pepper vodka again?" "Nyet.

Fake!

"I always said that moon landing was a phony." "What moon landing? Two more, will ya, Mike? And a coupla Slim Jims." "You know, that whole thing where they were supposed to land on the moon and then walk around and hit golf balls and stuff.

Court TV

"Oyez, oyez, oyez. All persons having business here, give your name to that guy in the khaki pants. The rest of you, rise and shine. This court is now in session, Judge Kenesaw Mountain John Landis presiding. First case: Stacey Stillman v.
"Hello again everyone, and welcome to another edition of Blowhard Roundtable, the in-your-face cable news talkfest where the participants aren't afraid to make waves, take on the tough issues, and say inane things on national television.
I would like to set the record straight on the recent controversy surrounding the Davenport City Council's decision not to televise the "Public with Business" portion of our meetings. There was never any desire or attempt to "censor" the voice of the people.

What's On

8:56 a.m. Network headquarters. "Good morning, everyone. Turn off your cell phone and take a seat. Now, I won't beat around the bush. Our programming is getting creamed by everything, including village board meetings.

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