Irrelevant Aside

I generally like the postings of Old Oligarch, and his comments as regards Absinthe alone are worth the price of admission, but in one instance, I beg to differ.

I will post, unedited, the following entry:

How to extract unconditional assent from Zorak:
Rapidly saturate her with confusion. E.g.,

O.O. -- staggering out of room after using heavy metal to get more work done while exhausted -- to Zorak: Cliff Burton didn't die because of that bus accident.

Zorak: Who?

O.O.: Cliff Burton. He died because the bass part in "Disposable Heroes" is just too damn hard.

Zorak: What?

O.O.: His right arm just blew up that night and rocked that bus straight off the road.

Zorak, dazed: OK.

O.O. thinks to self: "These are not the droids you're looking for."

First of all, any civilized and intelligent individual would make use of Beethoven, and not heavy metal, to keep awake when work needs to be done (in particular, the Fifth, Seventh, or Ninth Symphonies).

Second, Zorak is far too intelligent to buy O.O.'s stercor. (translations are available for the Novus Ordo crowd).

And as Mrs. Darwin has requested more in the way of instruction, I'll stop with the nattering and prepare my next desecration. Later, all.