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splo: (noun) Short for “splooge,” it’s homemade alcohol. That splo will make you go blind, which means you need to stop when everything becomes blurry.
Everyday History
On September 9, 1855, Joshua Stoddard patented the Calliope, which is perhaps the most ridiculous musical instrument ever conceived. It is a steam powered organ named after the Greek muse of eloquence and epic poetry. However, there is nothing eloquent about a calliope. It’s a whole lot like a three year old – loud and shrill, with only one volume.
Imagine a series of train whistles, all at different pitches. That one’s C. That’s B flat. You get the idea. Yeah, it’s going to be loud, really loud, but it had to be so it could be heard over the steam engine. It’s not something you’re going to put in your sitting room and entertain guests with. And it wasn’t easy, or safe, playing the silly thing. Not only was it incredibly hot being that close to a steam boiler, the keys got hot, too, really hot, so operators often burned their fingers on the keys, got blasted with steam coming out of the pipes, showered with sparks, sprayed with hot water, and covered in soot, as well as being deafened by the sound itself.
The only thing that made Calliopes practical is that they could be heard up to five miles away, which is a lot further than a church bell. So in those early days before radio or electronic amplification calliopes were the way to get the word out. And the people loved them, because if you heard a calliope you knew the circus was in town, or the steamboat was coming around the bend. Fun was about to be had... except for the poor schmuck playing it.
Calliopes were popular from the mid 1800s to the mid 1900s when radio meant you no longer needed to yell. There are still calliopes to be found. Most no longer run on steam, but use compressed air, allowing for moderation in the sound. But there still are some steam ones cranking out the oldies. Generally they can be found in museums and places like the Mississippi River, where they’re still running authentic steamboats for the tourists.
Joshua Stoddard died on April 5, 1902. There is no record that a calliope was played at his funeral.
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The Great Dumbing Down
On December 19, 2041, late night talk show host “Blabb” McNaughten, in his opening monologue, commented that "anybody who is dumb enough to believe anything the President ever says should go to the kitchen – right now – and take out the heaviest cast iron skillet you have, and immediately wang yourself in the head with that skillet.”
What followed was a class action lawsuit, initiated by a Mrs. Leonard Falco, of Sandusky, Ohio, for the over 28,000 viewers, who, apparently, were not only dumb enough to believe anything the President had to say, but who were also dumb enough to go into their kitchens and hit themselves in the head with cast iron skillets. Fortunately, nobody was seriously injured, though several skillets were seriously damaged.
Lawyers for Mrs. Falco argued that it was “unreasonable for the average person to comprehend sarcasm, irony, or even that somebody was ‘only joking’ and had not intended to be taken seriously,” regardless of the format of the original message. And they won, requiring Blabb to buy each person listed in the suit a bottle of Tylenol and replace all damaged skillets.
It did not stop there. In Upshand V. Rainsford Public Library in the following year, citing precedent in the Falco case, it was ruled that it was not enough that a book was placed in the fiction section of the library, or even that it was clearly labeled fiction on the spine. The library had a “moral responsibility” to ensure that readers realized what they were reading was not true.
Full disclosure waivers were temporarily used, but in the spring of 2045, in Packwin V. The City of Crossgrove, it was ruled that any kind of waiver was not acceptable since it required an understanding of what was being waived. As Judge Alfonso Grey commented “Hell, if they’re too dumb to realize a book about unicorns ain’t true, fat lot of good signing a waiver’s gonna do.”
The National Board of Librarians, in an effort to deflect litigation, themselves sued the Authors’ Guild, claiming that the true fault lay in those people who created fiction to begin with. In the spring of 2046, in a unanimous ruling, the Supreme Court ruled in favour of the Librarians. In further court cases, in particular Cordwood V. The National Enquirer and Billings V. Everybody Possible, it was established that intentionally writing anything that was not true, even if it were clearly marked as such, was a “malicious breech of civil trust,” and, depending on the mitigating circumstances, could even be seen as “a criminal trespass.” It was further ruled that it was unlawful to “write, publish, or otherwise disseminate” anything that anybody simply might not be able to understand. Which was just about everything, including the ruling itself.
Before the full of effect of this ruling was realized, however, it was all overturned. Blabb McNaughten, in an interview with the only remaining news station, Weasel News, in the summer of 2046, when asked for his opinion on everything that had happened as a result of his original statement, commented, “They’re all a bunch of morons.” In the subsequent lawsuit, Blabb was found not guilty when it was determined that, indeed, anybody who would ever suggest such legislation, much less pass it, had to be a moron.
Unfortunately, nothing much changed as a result of the ruling. Commented Mr. McNaughten, “What do you expect? After all, they’re a bunch of morons.”
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