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opinions<br />

Pun goes too far?<br />

Ed Zachary<br />

Special to <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong><br />

Hey, what’s with all this Regality TVbashing<br />

in the <strong>Pinko</strong> lately? Fuck you!<br />

Hi, I’m Ed Zachary, lowly SFU student<br />

and recovering gambling addict.<br />

I’m here to say “Hey — what’s<br />

up?” with all this Regality TV bashing<br />

in the <strong>Pinko</strong>. Personally, I love<br />

Regality television — the combination<br />

of TV with the state of being or<br />

resembling a king or queen is ingenious,<br />

and we owe many of our<br />

favourite shows to it!<br />

Where would we be without such<br />

brilliant TV innovations as Livin’ Single<br />

(starring Queen Latifah), the King<br />

of Queens, the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air,<br />

Don King Pay-per-View specials,<br />

King of the Hill, and the WWF’s Battles<br />

Royale and Royal Rumbles? Royalty<br />

and television belong together,<br />

and Regality TV is the ultimate crystallisation<br />

of that.<br />

<strong>The</strong> most important Canadian<br />

foray into television ever was a Regality<br />

TV show: Al Waxman’s brilliant<br />

and provocative King of Kensington.<br />

Where else could the CBC combine<br />

black Caribbean, Italian and Irish<br />

cultural stereotypes to create a masterful<br />

ballet of racial hilarity? Think<br />

Regality television stinks? I think<br />

you’re a syphilitic, gym-teaching ape!<br />

And fuck you!<br />

If it weren’t for the Regality TV phenomenon,<br />

the King of Floors and his<br />

Speak Out<br />

Policies<br />

Hey — leave<br />

me outta this<br />

Dear <strong>Pinko</strong>,<br />

I don’t know how you got<br />

the idea that I wanted you<br />

guys to help me get the J.S.<br />

Woodsworth Chair of Humanities.<br />

Thanks but no<br />

thanks, dipshits!<br />

It doesn’t help me out at<br />

all to be associated with a<br />

faggoty commie rag like<br />

yours. Besides, all these<br />

Palestinians keep calling<br />

my house and wishing me<br />

good luck.<br />

What the fuck!?! How did<br />

these guys get my number?<br />

Leave me alone!<br />

Now whenever I go over<br />

to Noam Chomsky’s house<br />

to smoke pot with him and<br />

Ralph Nader, and maybe<br />

check my e-mail, they always<br />

tease me like, “Hey,<br />

<strong>Pinko</strong>! Been advocated for<br />

by any cheesy student<br />

newspapers lately? Ha!”<br />

Sometimes Noam can be<br />

such a bully, and Ralph just<br />

goes along with whatever<br />

he does.<br />

In the future, before doing<br />

anything on my behalf,<br />

please remember to fuck<br />

off. Thanks for nothing, assholes.<br />

I want my life back!<br />

David Noble<br />

loyal companion Sir Scruffy would<br />

not be able to bring our community<br />

cheap, clean, pet-safe floors. Do you<br />

hate floors, too, anti-Regality activists?<br />

<strong>The</strong>n I have just the channel<br />

for you: Fuckyouvision! It’s on channel<br />

Fuck you!<br />

When Princess Diana died (you<br />

know, with that Arab guy from the Eminem<br />

video, Dido) I thought I’d seen<br />

the last of fast-paced, romantic royal<br />

drama on the airwaves. Thank God I<br />

was wrong. When I saw the Queen<br />

Mum rockin’ it on Soul Train — busted<br />

103-year-old pelvis and all — my fears<br />

were put to rest.<br />

Regality has often reinvigorated great<br />

shows that were dying. For those of you<br />

who care to know, Suddenly Susan was<br />

about to be cancelled — robbing us all<br />

of Brooke Shields’ comic gifts — until<br />

the recent addition to the cast of Archduke<br />

Fresca Torsçèautiçeau of royal<br />

Balkan stock. On the show, the Romanian<br />

Archduke plays a wacky gay office<br />

assistant, known widely for his hilarious<br />

catchphrase, “Hey, my pudding<br />

may be lumpy, but at least my herpes<br />

are gone!” Ha! Fuck you!<br />

Giving “the people” the “right” to<br />

watch kings and queens on television<br />

might make Regality TV the most<br />

“democratic” medium ever invented! I<br />

love it! And if you love it, I love you! But<br />

if you don’t, I’ve got a different sentence;<br />

it starts with an “f” and ends<br />

with an “uck you!”<br />

In conclusion, here is a list of facts<br />

bearing some or no relevance to this<br />

discussion:<br />

• Two-thirds of all children have<br />

never tasted Chilean jelly<br />

• My doctor has given me seven<br />

years to live<br />

• <strong>The</strong> King of England has been<br />

dead for years, but his spirit lives on<br />

in Webster’s Emmanuel Lewis<br />

• Herbie Hancock killed Miles Davis<br />

with a tambourine<br />

• Egon from Ghostbusters was<br />

based on an actual Vietnam veteran<br />

that Rick Moranis kissed in Saigon<br />

• Prince’s “Raspberry Beret” is the<br />

most successful song written about a<br />

hat since 1926, when ‘Wobbly’ Lou<br />

Johnson wrote “My baby’s hat fell<br />

twice” about his Aunt<br />

• My knees hurt<br />

• Seven out of 10 people are in the<br />

majority<br />

• According to the biography written<br />

by City Slickers star Jack Palance,<br />

ER’s Noah Wyle “marches to the beat<br />

of a different drummer”<br />

<strong>The</strong> above is the opinion of the author and may not represent the views of the <strong>Pinko</strong> Collective. In fact, we don’t even like this guy.<br />

One time, last summer, this guy was at this party that all of us were at. He’s all drunk and shit and he’s all “Your fuckin’ paper<br />

sucks!” So me and Ben, we followed him out to his car and curbed him. Nobody messes with <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong>! Nobody!<br />

Politics are<br />

so gross<br />

Dear <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong>,<br />

You guys are printing too<br />

much political stuff.<br />

Left wing, right wing —<br />

my head is spinning off and<br />

is going to explode! Oh no!<br />

Hey, remember when you<br />

printed a human male<br />

penis? That was funny.<br />

I think readers want more<br />

of that. Or remember that<br />

comic that was all about<br />

shoving penis shaped<br />

things up a stickman’s ass?<br />

That was funny too.<br />

How could all that stuff fit<br />

up his ass? He was so thin!<br />

I like laughing. He! He! He!<br />

But I digress. You’re printing<br />

too much politics.<br />

Israel this, Palestine that.<br />

Enough! <strong>The</strong>re’s a war<br />

going on don’t you know? I<br />

don’t want to get more depressed<br />

by constantly reading<br />

about it!<br />

Left wing, right wing, up<br />

wing, down wing. Wing,<br />

sing, bling, bling. Who<br />

cares! Poo on you <strong>The</strong><br />

<strong>Pinko</strong>. Poo on you.<br />

Ed Asner<br />

on behalf of<br />

Actors Stopping Socialist<br />

Hedonism Over Long<br />

Editorials (ASSHOLE)<br />

<strong>The</strong> pinko<br />

“it’s a - punch, AND<br />

a left jab.”<br />

<strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong> • November 26, 2001 9<br />

Setting the record<br />

straight on<br />

Mideast vampires<br />

Good day, loyal minions. Many pundits, politicians and<br />

cheesemakers alike are wondering why I, omniscient omnipresent<br />

media overlord Israel “Izzy” Asper would want to<br />

purchase a useless, left-wing rag such as <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong>. Never<br />

fear, my multi-coloured, feathered pets! <strong>The</strong>re is method to<br />

my madness.<br />

A brief perusal of <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong><br />

archives has led me to believe that<br />

within its opinions pages and editorial<br />

content lies the key to victory<br />

in the Middle East conflict between<br />

good and evil. Why else<br />

would so many readers write in<br />

and complain about <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong>’s<br />

Izzy Asper<br />

Future Owner<br />

of <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong><br />

EDITOR’S<br />

VOICE<br />

pro-Palestinian slant? I’m with<br />

you, comrades!<br />

That’s why I’ve decided to take<br />

this opportunity to set the record<br />

straight on <strong>The</strong> <strong>Pinko</strong>’s new and<br />

improved editorial position on the<br />

Israeli-Palestinian conflict. We<br />

have an entirely new orientation<br />

that myself, former senator Daniel Patrick Moynihan and<br />

the ghost of Ze’ev Jabotinsky are very, very proud of. But<br />

what about the past, you say? Never fear, loyal servants of<br />

CanWest Global!<br />

<strong>The</strong>re is no need to jettison your old copies of this stinking<br />

Nasserite snot-rag. With my very simple instructions,<br />

you can revise old <strong>Pinko</strong> editorials to bring them in line<br />

with our new, impeccably pro-Israel slant. Come with me<br />

on a voyage of journalistic revisionism!<br />

Previously, where you see the word “occupation,” substitute<br />

“house-sitting.” In lieu of the terms “home demolitions”<br />

and “military checkpoints,” insert terms “high fives”<br />

and “pajama parties.” See kids? This bubbling bag of<br />

Ba’athist bile is easier to handle already!<br />

Please use the word “vampire” interchangeably with the<br />

word “Palestinian.” This will really put things into a proper<br />

perspective. For example, the sentence “Ariel Sharon, responsible<br />

for the deaths of over 700 Palestinians at Sabra and<br />

Chatila” might lead one to question Israel’s purity of arms. Its<br />

new-and-improved replacement, however — “Ariel Sharon,<br />

responsible for the deaths of over 700 vampires at Sabra and<br />

Chatila” — casts the prime minister as the proper hero that<br />

he is. Vampires!?! Oh no! Thanks, Ariel!<br />

Speaking of Ariel Sharon, he’s in for a little name change<br />

as well. Please insert the word “Princess” before the name<br />

“Ariel.” We feel that this will serve to further soften the<br />

image of the lovable general, casting him more accurately<br />

as a beautiful, singing mermaid who longs only to be a real<br />

person, “out where they walk, out where they run, out<br />

where they play all day in the sun…”<br />

<strong>The</strong> Arabic (otherwise known as ‘wrong’) word for<br />

Jerusalem, “Al-Quds,” will now read “Al Capone,” so that a<br />

sentence formerly reading “Palestinians long to return to<br />

and help serve al-Quds” will now say “Vampires long to<br />

return to and help serve Al Capone.” Is the reality of the<br />

Middle East coming into focus yet? Ooga booga! Stinkin’<br />

vampires.<br />

For those of you who are worried about the continued<br />

presence of pro-vampires on the <strong>Pinko</strong> editorial staff, fear<br />

not. Former offenders have been sacked, so that a new<br />

crop of fresh faces — Marcus Gee, Barbara Amiel, Norman<br />

Spector, Menachem Begin — can provide you with a lucid,<br />

pro-Israeli view, so clearly absent in the mainstream, provampire<br />

press.<br />

Well, minions, there you have it. A friendly guide to rectifying<br />

the <strong>Pinko</strong>’s shameful history regarding the Middle<br />

East situation. Will the little mermaid prevail over the vampires<br />

she high fives at pajama parties? Only time will tell.<br />

But with the ghost of Baruch Goldstein as my witness, this<br />

paper promises you objectivity in the future.

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