THE FAR-OUT PARTY

5/27/09 by Nick Oliva ©2009 All Rights Reserved (Donner Party of 22)

 

As we the people of this great nation of Estados Unidos have toiled and scuffled with the politics of dancing for so many years, and endured the hopeless expectations that something or someone can show us the way to save our collective asses, I now propose with the help of my invisible friend, Babs, a proper solution.

 

The political parties of today are outmoded and archaic and I for one wish to propose a new party based on simple principles: The Far-Out Party

 

Now, membership in this party is free and expectations few. One does not have to be left, nor right and not centrist; but just Far-Out. Far-Out is beyond the boundaries of the selective few, a people’s movement of back to basics, because if you are Far-Out, then you’re not only on your way to being cool, but you’re already there, and really, would you rather be anywhere else? And who could ask for anymore then to be that Far-Out? What else could be better than to be completely Far-Out, because not only is that totally where it’s at if you’re really looking for it, but Far-Out is as Far-Out as one can get!

 

No need to be alienated by those Looney Lefties anymore, because you are just sooo Far-Out they can’t get to you.  No more Right Ring-a-Round the Collar Ridiculousness with those who watch Frost/Nixon over and over because they actually think he was totally innocent and an outstanding and great President. …And those nasty clinging Clintonian Centrists? Consider them carbuncles of constitutional constipation because you are now just Far-Out, in a great space with your own groove on and when you really get that Far-Out, can anyone really hurt you?  I’m mean; if you’re Far-Off you could fall off the end of the earth or even worse – be ex-communicated if you didn’t think you could fall off the side at the end of the ocean at least at one time. Those were the Dark ‘Far-Off’ Days of Yore, when Monks toiled to preserve remnants and wall-to-wall scrolls of the ancient past, and did so with great fervor and poetic license.

 

If you’re Far-In then you don’t have the room for a view, so you can’t order anything expressly but a Starbucks latte.

 

With the new Far-Out party, you don’t even have to bring the Iced tea to Boston Harbor; you don’t have to whistle Dixie or Trixie; Fort Henry, Sumter, or Dodge-Dix for that matter. You’re a Far-Out member for life, after all – you can’t get back to where you started when you’re really that Far-Out, and you certainly don’t need to get any higher in food chain of life, you’re already Out There – Far-Out There.

 

And now the two rules of the Far-Out Party:
Do unto me as you would to yourself (please!).
Don’t squeeze the Charmin.

 

Other than that, it’s all totally Far-Out from here on in. No frontier riding, pioneer arrow-laden, pissant urine-smelling ground crawlers with golden spurs can tell you what to do, where to do it, who to do it with, or why you’re doing it, because you are very much in the here and now….You are indeed now Far-Out …and have left the building. Thank you…thank you very much and I’ll be signing autographs in the lobby for twenty bucks a pop (and that’s Far-Out).

What’s in a Name? Where Do You Want to Retire?

A good friend asked me an interesting question about where I would want to retire based on names…….so I did some research and found this……..these are all real names of towns in the USA
Nick Oliva
Auhor, “Only Moments”
www.onlymomentsbook.com

PLACES I DON’T WANT TO RETIRE

Deadhorse, Eek, Floss, Goobertown, Tuba City, Gassville, Greasy Corner, Grubbs, Bivalve, Fort Dick. Blue Ball, Yellow Water, Roachtown, Beans Corner Bingo, Hell, Slaughterville, Bird-in-Hand, Drab, Looneyville, Spread Eagle, Embarrass, Nothing, Surprise, Why, Bald Knob, Flippin, Toad Suck, Weiner, Yellville, Turkey Scratch, Bummerville, Frying Pan, Gas Point, Squabbletown, Gnaw Bone, Crummies, Rabbit Hash, Typo, Cut-Off, Cut -n- Shoot, Ding Dong, Dry Prong, Fort Crook, Tick Bite, Lizard Lick, Idiotville, Colon, Jigger, Satan’s Kingdom, and the infamous Nimrod!

PLACES WHERE I DO WANT TO RETIRE
Intercourse, Carefree, Goodyear, Hooker, Romance, Okay, Chiquita, Confidence, Cool, Date City, Eureka, Fair Play, Grand, Hallelujah Junction, Humptulips, Hardy, Harmony, Climax, Security, Little Heaven, Niceville, Okahumpka, Panacea, Cumming, Butts, Beer Bottle Crossing, Threeway, Wonder Lake, French Lick, Jugville, Oddville, Assawoman Bay, Eden, Paradise, Coffeeville, Tightwad, Humansville, Pleasant Hope, Bigfork, Big Sky, Sweetgrass, Opportunity, Short Pump, Simplicity, Beaver Crossing, Virginville, Valentine, Wahoo, Jackpot, Good Intent, Love Ladies, Neversink, Wise, Needmore, Fear Not, Happy, Nuttsville, Veribest, Sweet Lips, Zig Zag, and what the heck Whynot, Knockemstiff!