2:79, #383: Mapolet of Slush

Well, in the short term prophecy department I'm batting 1000%! Archangel did tell me that "mapolet" is Hebrew not only for "avalanche" but is the name for the game Jenga for all those Israelis who like to see a wooden block avalanche on their kitchen tables when the loser pulls out the wrong block from the stack. (If you're in the dark, get enlightened by Googling "Jenga.") As for my prophetic mantel, I believe I'll hang it up before I go get stoned; a condition universally ascribed by Bob Dylan in one of his songs of the 60s.

So...an "Avalanche of Slush" would be a massive discharge of cranial cogitations cascading down from Mount Moron Under My Hat after someone yodeled "YO DA LAY-HEE HOO!!" I suppose. It would be the net accumulation of extended observations incubated from, for instance, watching ALL 14 episodes of "Firefly" in one day as bookends of a joyous 3-hour birthday celebration at a Mexican restaurant, or, perhaps, deftly contemplating the perambulations of an entire 8-episode season of the BBC production of "Robin Hood" back to back to back to back.

It would be an expertly woven tapestry of mental perambulations of cinematography lines that have ontological expressiveness as, for instance, River Tam's line to Jayne Cobb, "Also...I can kill you with my brain!" It would be a mental confrontation similar to that of Jester Hairston's character, Old Jethro, in the John Wayne version of "The Alamo" when he CHASTISES Col. Travis for remonstrating with Col. Jim Bowie and challenges him to a duel... "I may be an old man, Colonel, BUT YOU'RE WRONG!" (A line I will be incorporating in my life in the not-too-distant future to CHASTISE (another great word from the same movie so aptly elucidated by Chill Wills' character, Bee Keeper) the young'uns in my life when we hold mutually exclusive opinions on a subject and I happen to be disinclined to acquiesce (thank you, Captain Barbossa of "Pirates of the Caribbean") with their thoughts.

It would be an on-rush of obfuscating verbiage designed to flaunt vocabulary and bedazzle the reader with self indulgent tirades that eventually get to a point but need some quick wit and careful perusal of the said materials, much as Sir Humphrey Appleby clouds most issues when asked by Jim Hatcher a reasonably direct question in both "Yes, Minister" and "Yes, Prime Minister," two BBC series that satirically lambast the British government system of elected officials trying to move the impediments to change deftly constructed by members of the civil service who cannot be fired. When carefully analyzed, the series can be presuppositionally perceived to be an excoriating view of the Presbyterian Polity or the Evangelical Church world-wide whose Seven Last Words have been and probably will continue to be world-without-end, "It's Never Been Done That Way Before!!"

Ohhhh....and as for the precisely chosen pictorial representation of a Mapolet, it was deftly acquired from my favorite pictorial archive, Wikipedia, due to this particularly American tax-payer pleasing statement attached to the description of said evidentiary representation: "The work is in the public domain in the United Stated because it is a work of the United States Federal Government under the terms of Title 17, Chapter 1, Section 105 of the U.S. Code." In other words, the deduction for Federal Income Tax made from my Gross Income during the calendar year 1974 has been designated in my Post-Reformation, Van Tillian, Zen Buddhist world life mental perambulations to acquire said photographic material for this particular post. (My current government-sponsored withholdings are designated for parts of a Patriot Missile already launched at Saddam Hussein's part of the Kingdom of Evil.)

Got movies scheduled for the weekend?