And today I conclude another MiSTing. This of Brad Guth’s essay demanding that someone explain what in fact makes Venus a nasty place for us. The first half of this Mystery Science Theater 3000 fanfic ran last week, and next week? We’ll just see what I do.
The reference at the far end to Arthur Claude Munyan is an allusion to the author of another rant I had MiSTed. I’d completely forgotten and needed about twenty minutes of work to figure out what the heck I was on about. The weird non sequitur bit about tennis nets is from a Robert Benchley essay because I was going through a phase where I thought adding silly nonsense made the credits longer and therefore better. I apologize for my error.
> In fact, the acclamation to that sort of environment might
> even become humanly doable,
TOM: You just have to find the fun.
> within as little as 0.1% O2 and the bulk
> of the remainder as CO2
JOEL: CO2 — The Wrath of Khan!
> or perhaps artificially accommodated by a gas
> of some other element that’s quite likely already within the
> technology that’s at hand.
CROW: Like those dancing soda cans.
> There’s certainly no shortage of green/renewable energy at one’s
TOM: In fact, there’s none at all.
> thus no amount of raw energy need be imported.
JOEL: Just refill your thermos at the natural fountains of Red Bull.
> certainly no shortage of H2O that’s sequestered within them
> relatively cool clouds
CROW: Them’s cool clouds, baby.
TOM: They’re the Barry Whites of strato-cumulus formations.
> (especially those of their nighttime season).
JOEL: In the nighttime season’s when we let it all hang out.
> I have a good number of other qualifiers
CROW: A couple conditionals, and three uses of the subjunctive tense …
> plus my humanly subjective
> interpretations of an image (nearly 3D at 36 looks per 8-bit pixel)
TOM: It’s just an ASCII art calendar of Snoopy.
> closeup look-see at what can be reviewed as every bit as most likely
JOEL: Venus is dyeing her hair?
> as otherwise nicely surrounded by whatever else is
> supposedly so freaking hot and nasty about Venus
CROW: Like her bratty kids and obnoxious dog.
> (whereas hot being
> almost entirely in reference to geological/geothermal heat since so
> little solar energy ever migrates into the surface).
JOEL: Um … you’re dangling participles there, Brad.
TOM: He’s dangling *everything* there.
> Of course, this
> information as having been deductively obtained from my
CROW: Brad’s a certified expert in observationologicalizationalizing.
> perspective is now nearly 6 years old,
JOEL: Obervationologicalisms are so cute at that age.
> whereas I’d
> informed our NASA as to sharing my SWAG (scientific wild [ bleep ]
> guess) upon a few specific items of interest,
TOM: They were most interested in the chance at saving up to fifteen percent by switching to Geico.
> as having been so
> nicely imaged by way of their Magellan mission,
CROW: They’re not bad observationologicalisticalizers themselves.
> as to my sharing upon
> exactly what was worth taking a second unbiased review upon whatever
> Venus has to offer.
TOM: I called dibs on the chewey caramel inside.
> Silly me for thinking outside the box,
CROW: Or on top of spaghetti.
> much less
> upon anything the least bit positive or in my expecting something
> other of productive considerations
TOM: Does he mean money?
> as would have come by way of our
> nay-say (nondisclosure) folks at NASA,
JOEL: They say nay-say, we say, yes-way.
> that which apparently still
> had a good cash of way more than their fair share of "the right
CROW: Space rant mention of “The Right Stuff”, check.
> rather than having to risk dealing with anything as having to
> do with our moon nor Venus
JOEL: Wait, what’s the moon got to do with this?
TOM: Joel, have you not been observationalicologizing the same thing as the rest of us?
> regardless of whatever science and
> discovery potential may have been previously overlooked or simply
> underestimated, thus unappreciated.
JOEL: Okay, I’ll give five dollars to the first person who can diagram that sentence correctly.
> BTW; I’ve included "news.admin.censorship"
CROW: I want to be censored. Daily. By Barbara Feldon.
> in order to minimise
> topic/author stalking, topic diversions into unrelated forums
JOEL: Well, sure, I can see how that … huh?
> and MOS
> spermware attacks upon my PC.
CROW: Don’t DO that!
JOEL: Hey, these are young bots!
CROW: I always thought MOS was more into serving chicken burgers with rice patty buns and smiley suns and stuff.
> The previous topic of "What’s so HOT
> and NASTY about Venus?"
CROW: Did we fall into a time vortex?
JOEL: We’ll need more careful observationaligisticalication to be sure.
JOEL: googles/com/ …
TOM: group/google/coms/ …
CROW: Browse Ferret.
ALL: o/`It’s the most remarkable word I’ve ever seen! o/`
JOEL: Queen to Queen’s level three.
> offers good info at least from myself but, otherwise
> having been quite thoroughly hammered by those encharge
CROW: Guard! Turn!
JOEL: Parry! Thrust! Spin!
> of keeping
> our perpetrated cold-war(s) and space-race lids on tight, thus giving
> need for a fresh topic reset. ~
JOEL: This is all going to tie in to the Legion of Superheroes at some point.
> Life on Venus, Township w/Bridge
CROW: A Venusian haiku.
> and ET/UFO Park-n-Ride Tarmac:
TOM: And the Ferris Wheel to Jupiter!
TOM: Forget it, Jake, it’s gv-town.
> The Russian/China LSE-CM/ISS
JOEL: And write in `pizza’ where it says `machine gun’.
> (Lunar Space Elevator)
CROW: With Bubble Puppy, tonight in concert.
> http://guthvenus.tripod.com/lunar-space-elevator.htm Venus ETs, plus
TOM: Neptunian Encounters of the Third Kind.
> the updated sub-topics; Brad Guth / GASA-IEIS
JOEL: Well, try some Chloretts.
> "In war there are no rules" –
CROW: Not even in tactical field backgammon.
> Brad Guth
TOM: He certainly did.
CROW: Let’s blow this popsicle stand.
[ ALL exit. ]
[ 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 5.. 6.. ]
[ SOL DESK. JOEL is sitting down, head on his hands on the desk,
and he’s wet. TOM and CROW are by his side, holding water guns,
squirting his face and hair regularly. The scene holds, JOEL
getting progressively damper, for several seconds; the longer,
the better. ]
GYPSY: [ Leaning into view ] Remember to keep your humans moist. This message brought to you by the Church of Latter-Day Venus.
[ TOM and CROW squirt one last time. ]
JOEL: What do you think, sirs?
[ DEEP 13. DR FORRESTER and TV’s FRANK are both on the couch, holding half-eaten TV lunches, watching TV. DR FORRESTER groans still; TV’s FRANK is chipper as ever. ]
FRANK: Want more of the macaroni and cheese made from slightly sour milk and that gnarly little half-pat of butter meal?
DR F: [ Whimpers ]
FRANK: Right-O, pushing the button, boss.
[ TV’s FRANK reaches over and … ]
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Mystery Science Theater 3000 and the characters and situations therein are the property of Best Brains, Inc, and are used while they aren’t looking. The essay “What’s actually HOT and NASTY about Venus?” is the property of Brad Guth. This MiSTing as a whole is the property of Joseph Nebus, who intends no ill-will towards Brad Guth, Best Brains, Mystery Science Theater 3000, Arthur Claude Munyan, or the Swanson’s corporation. The tennis net does not appear until the 17th century. Up until that time a rope, either fringed or tasseled, was stretched across the court. This probably had to be abandoned because it was so easy to crawl under it and chase your opponent. Come back, Dr Mike Neylon!
> BTW; I’ve included "news.admin.censorship" in order to minimise
> topic/author stalking, topic diversions into unrelated forums and MOS
> spermware attacks upon my PC.