The Sri Sri Has Landed
File under: The Siddhi of PR
We've just had one of those "moment of clarity" thingies. You know, when you finally get to see that everything in your life has been a lost cause. We have just now realized that it's all over in America. The Sri Sri ME-ME-ME show is about to blow up bigger than an exposed nipple on a superstar at the Superbowl.
Sri Sri Ravi Shankar has come to the United States, and he has found it is just as easy to hookwink dumb Statesiders as it is anyone else in the world. Indeed, outside of the bit of resistance he'll get from the fundie crowd, we are certain it will be much easier here than anywhere else. Get ready for the impending U.S. invasion of Sri Sri Ravi Shankar:
Sri Sri's list of accomplishments and programs and initiatives is so long — trauma relief and women's empowerment and conflict resolution and breathing classes that have been taught to millions of people — that it's a bit hard to get a handle on him, or to figure out why his name isn't a household word in the United States.A lot of hard work went into delaying that "household word" status in the U.S... until now. Of all Sri Sri's accomplishments, his greatest was hiring the people who run his
This could be our last post, as we've suddenly begun to hear a beautiful song sung by the Taos Gorge Bridge. The lyrics suggest that a heaven of eternally deep powder, supercell thunderstorms, and every species of snake ever created, all awaiting us 650 feet straight down at the bottom of the Rio Grande. We're not sure we're ready for heaven – and we expect that many in the world are hoping we go straight to hell – but right now it seems the only reasonable option we have if we're going to leave this plane with what little sanity we have, intact.
Au revoir, cruel world.
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