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Field Report: Elvis Presley

May 10, 2018 By Jeff 1 Comment

Elvis Presley was an enormously popular human entertainer from the America region of  Earth, who began his career as a teenage rock ‘n’ roll singer in the 1950s, and eventually became a film “actor,” and full-blown cultural icon.

By the time he reached his late thirties, however, trouble was brewing. Presley was now bloated and drug-addicted, prone to wearing sparkly jumpsuits and scarves in public, eating “nanner” sandwiches, and acting erratically. It is reported that he would sometimes fly into a wild rage while sporting unreasonable sunglasses, and begin firing one of his many handguns into household appliances, sending his domestic staff scrambling for cover.

That’s right, scarves.

Elvis Presley died at the young age of 42, inside his personal bathroom, and with, it is believed, “one hanging.” It was an undignified passing (so to speak) for a man of his stature. And the world mourned his death at a number of emotional levels.

Since that sad day in 1977, however, Presley’s legend has only grown. He is now accorded almost godlike status by fans, and his recordings continue to sell in large numbers.

Indeed, he is widely known as “The King of Rock ‘n’ Roll,” or simply “The King.” And in the southeastern section of the United States it is not uncommon for homes on the market to be advertised as featuring three bedrooms, two baths, and a roomy ground-floor Elvis shrine.

Almost without fail, the human public seems to prefer the early “skinny” Elvis, over the later “fat” version. Indeed, throughout 1992 the U.S. Postal Service conducted a poll, asking respondents to choose skinny or fat, for a proposed postage stamp. More than 75% preferred skinny.

Even after the post office offered to sweeten the pot with a red gravy-flavored glue on the fat stamp [citation needed], Americans were adamant they wanted skinny.

Fat Elvis, however, gets his due via “impersonators.” These are entertainers who dress up like the singer, almost always in clothing inspired by the later jumpsuit and rhinestone era, and take to the stage to imitate the voice, mannerisms, and facial expressions of the late singer.

These impersonators, who are usually quite large themselves, have been known to suffer catastrophic trouser blow-outs, unexpected tugboat blasts of flatulence, and sometimes even serious spinal cord injuries while attempting to mimic Elvis Presley.

A small number of die-hards believe Presley faked his death in 1977, and is still alive today. He is said to be leading the simple life in western Tennessee, protected by the locals, and using the name Buttercup Wilson. Though vigorously disputed, some insist Elvis/Buttercup has developed, in recent years, a taste for human flesh.

I hope this report has proven to be helpful. As always, I will be standing in the open field behind Dollar General Store, every Thursday between midnight and 2 a.m., if you should have follow-up questions.

This concludes today’s broadcast.

Filed Under: Arts and Culture, Popular Music

Field Report: Opera

May 9, 2018 By Jeff Leave a Comment

Opera is a curious form of human “performance,” meaning it takes place on an elevated stage in front of an audience, which has inexplicably exchanged local currency for the privilege of witnessing the event.

It is this agent’s opinion that, save for a few oddballs and/or sufferers of trauma (severe electrical shock, kick of a race horse), almost no  Earthling truly enjoys watching an opera. Yet, they’ve been well-attended for centuries.

In general terms, the show consists of portly Europeans in lavish dress, hollering for two hours. There is usually an incomprehensible story that accompanies the yelling, which is conveyed via heavy accents or a foreign language. Spectators are forced to tap some rarely-used inner-strength, in order not to sneak repeated glances at their wristwatches, or lapse into dormancy.

During an opera, the performers glide around the stage and take turns emitting sustained tones. The audience is conditioned to applaud whenever the wail is prolonged to the point where it becomes extra-annoying, and snaps the spectators out of their daydreams about how sweet life will be once this torture is over.

Some of the more accomplished “singers” can actually increase the volume of their yelling, as the siren-like shriek continues. In those rare instances audience members know to not only applaud, but to also smile, exchange expressions of astonishment, and repeatedly mouth the word “bravo.”

In different settings these same humans would likely choose alternate phrases, such as “incredible,” “remarkable,” or “kick-ass.” But inside the opera house it’s always “bravo.” Tradition demands it. It would be considered very bad form if (for instance), a patron screamed “fucking A!” to convey his or her appreciation of an operatic performance.

Because it is so difficult to endure, opera is considered to be high art. Among humans who self-identify as sophisticates, activities that are easily-accessible and entertaining are automatically dismissed. If it’s fun or widely popular, it will be mocked or ignored by a certain segment of the population. (See also: hipsters, pretentious pricks.)

Opera is a favorite among aging upper-class sophisticates who live in large cities. Within this human group it is very important to be observed attending an operatic performance several times per calendar year. Preferably on “opening night.” Most do not enjoy it, but are bound by social pressure to continue with the tradition. (See also: family, church.)

Shape-shifting aliens wishing to infiltrate an opera audience should wear a white scarf on the outside of their tuxedo jacket, flat and partially hidden by the collar. They should also have well-manicured facial hair, and project an aura that says, “I could crush you like a bug with a single phone call.”

If the female form is chosen, she should be short, plump, and powdered.

I hope this report has proven to be helpful. As always, I will be standing in the open field behind Dollar General Store, every Thursday between midnight and 2 a.m., if you should have follow-up questions.

This concludes today’s broadcast.

Filed Under: Arts and Culture, Popular Music

Field Report: Underwear

May 8, 2018 By Jeff 1 Comment

Nearly all civilized human creatures cover their naked bodies in customized sheets of material, called “clothing.” This practice is likely rooted in a desire for modesty, comfort, and (finally) vanity.

The items are generally quite large, and each can cloak half of an entire human, or more. Common variations are known as “shirts,” “skirts,” “pants,” and in the southeastern region of North America, “bib overalls.”

In addition to these conspicuous articles, most subjects also favor smaller, more intimate items, known as “underwear.” This is an umbrella term, and can refer to almost anything worn underneath the visible, outer coverings.

The central part of a human body is quite convoluted; it’s a virtual riot of confusion down there. It is also a very sensitive area, which induces the specimens to throw up an extra wall of cotton between it and their “pants.”

These additional layers come in many styles, but all serve the same basic purpose: to keep the genitals off to themselves, like VIPs at a nightclub.

Slang terms for this particular underwear include, but are not limited to, panties, briefs, boxers, tighty-whities, ball socks, scrote curtains, wiener wrappers, cooter gaskets, and testicle cozies.

Men also benefit from the filtering properties of these garments. All humans are equipped with an orifice not unlike the whale’s blowhole. Occasionally a blast of air is emitted, and a fine fecal mist is sent rocketing into the ether. Without the underwear, most men would walk around with mist residue clinging to the seat of their pants.

It’s unknown if female humans are given to such frequent outbursts, and require additional filtering. This reporter has limited experience in this area. Only once, while traveling with a former girlfriend on an interstate highway outside Charleston, West Virginia, has a female fully engaged her blowhole in his presence. The resulting odor was so pronounced, and sodden with cauliflower, he considered breaking off their engagement for marriage, and making her walk home.

Most adult female humans also utilize a second underwear, known as the “brassiere.” This is a complicated affair, worn near the top of the torso and designed to (among other things) keep the breasts from getting out of hand.

Left unchecked during times of exertion, a set of female breasts have been known to bang together, rotate clockwise then counterclockwise, or scissor up and down like some sort of highly-erotic industrial machine.

The brassiere employs an elaborate network of lines, and possibly pulleys. At the front of the garment are two hoisting platforms, commonly referred to as “cups.” These cups vary in circumference and depth, depending on the size of the job they’re being asked to perform.

In most cases the brassiere, or simply “bra,” also features a pair of stabilizing belts to be worn across the shoulders. These are designed to help distribute the pressure more evenly, and avoid catastrophic blow-outs and possible injury, loss of sight, or even death to innocent bystanders.

I hope this report has proven to be helpful. As always, I will be standing in the open field behind Dollar General Store, every Thursday between midnight and 2 a.m., if you should have follow-up questions.

This concludes today’s broadcast.

Filed Under: Fashion, Society and People

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