President Obama has decided to repackage his failed Health Care Bill by calling on bipartisanship when his own Democrats rejected the bill. The bipartisanship is merely a masking agent of aromatic odor to try and sell this bill to the American people.
He has now told the American people and the Senate that he will push the bill through with an extortionist technique called reconciliation, a measure that is normally reserved for emergency passage of budgets that only requires a 51 vote majority.
The issue of bipartisanship has become Obama’s Ambergris. Ambergris is a substance from the gut of the Sperm Whale found floating upon the ocean or washed up on beaches. Ambergris, sometimes confused with the amber that is washed upon beaches, is completely different; amber a yellow clear substance is the ancient sap of prehistoric trees: Ambergris is a grey substance produced in the bowels of a sick Sperm Whale that is easily mistaken for whale crap. The Turks use it for cooking, the French use it for perfume, it has been used for various medicinal purposes from treating migraines to hemorrhoids, during the Bubonic Plague it was thought to ward off the disease, it has also been used with varying success as an aphrodisiac: yet the most consistent proponent of Ambergris is its pungent odor that resembles whale crap.
Thus Obama’s newest Health Care Bill comes repackaged in irony as the mythical substance Ambergris. Within this mythical substance is often found the beak of Giant Squids and other undigested bones and bony plates that probably cause dyspepsia in the whale and the subsequent secretion of the slimy grey fecal substance that gives Ambergris its peculiar characteristics and facilitates the eventual expulsion of the offending undigested materials from the bowels of the Spermacetti Leviathan.
Thus Obama comes with a golden platter bearing 2700 pages of Ambergris, and with him thinking, *”Our souls are like those orphans whose unwed mothers die in bearing them: the secret of our paternity lies in their grave, and we must there to learn it.” But I am here to tell you today, this is mere whale crap we are being fed.
*Moby Dick: Melville, chapter 114
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Obama wants to shift blame to the Democrats, who have the votes and can’t pass anything.
Flup, odorous flup.
pst314, flup is a description of the sounds made against the hull you hear at night while anchored; odorous is a more modern spelling of odiferous a common word from the 16th & 17th century that I expected someone to call me on: if you issue a challenge, I can only request that you be more bold and straightforward, otherwise your intent is neither clear nor obvious. There are few here who are not willing to meet challenges on the bloody cyber sands of prose; but make your intention more clear if you intend to match wits or is their some covert message that I have failed to perceive?
The object in the Whale’s mouth is the remains of a Giant Squid whose beak will cause Ambergris to be formed. Sorry folks, that caption was lost in cyber translation.
“Flup odorous flup” is an arch reference to a passage in The Ringworld Engineers by Larry Niven: Flup is seabottom ooze, i.e. whale sh*t.
I hoped that at least somebody would recognize the reference, and assumed that a google search would reveal the meaning. Now, when I actually do a Google search for that phrase, I get only 2 hits: my comment and the actual passage in the novel in Google Books! I was sure that there would be many more hits, since the phrase has been often used by Niven’s readers.
No challenge on your spelling or anything else, just fun.
Another disgusting fact: King Charles II’s favorite food was eggs and ambergris.
pst, you write these things and some take off and some seem to stink. (pun intended) This one i thought would be fun and excite the readers, surprise, surprise. I appreciate your humor, I often employ sarcastic humor, entendre, and intellectual traps for my readers; you nailed me, thank you! I love the cerebral gymnastics and you had me wondering around the clock. My skills are improving with this little machine and I will watch for more dastardly deeds in the future. Thanks for the egg recipe!