If you happen to live on one of the many planets inhabited by CEOs, you may find yourself wondering: “how do I not get eaten?”…
We’ve sparked up another fine carnival for you this week, which we think may set you on fire:
Late addition: Archer over at Lawyerworldland has some fine political satire.
Michael Fowke is a self-proclaimed financial shaman, and his psilocybin-fueled vision of Canary Wharf is convincing proof of the truth of his claim.
Brent Diggs takes the mickey out of memes with: Marauding Monday. Warning: some asterisks were killed in the making of this post.
Rickey Henderson pokes his finger into a new and Completely Superfluous Sport. It’s not satire: it’s real, but it’s still funny.
Jon Swift makes an impassioned plea asking Pseudonym-Americans to Fight Back.
Madeleine Begun Kane has found the “found” Poetry Of Rudy Giuliani. Would it be possible to un-find it Mad?
On October 10, 2007, Marcel Legros announced: As of Today, I’m Claiming Copyright to the Word ‘God’. Shortly thereafter he was beaten relentlessly by fundamentalists wielding Bibles, Korans and unread copies of Dianetics, of which two are copyright-free, we note with interest.
Tim Abbott has a rambling and strange Skwib-like post about Winning the War on Horror that is nevertheless worth the visit. Also, he has a link to a video about zombies, with a boppy song by Jonathan Coulton.