MooPig 12 Days of Doom Prep :: DAY ZERO "It's HERE ..."

I would Resign, but Then there would be no one to Blame!
by Pat Darnell  |  Dec 21, 2012  |  Bryan TX

MooPig Enterprise will be held over for another year. We, I, will continue the quest of the witless and half-baked. We, I, will lambaste the bombast. The younger generation keeps distancing itself from us, me. But, that will not dissuade us, me. We, I, will carry on in our pilfering, pirating, ways. We have resigned ourselves to this end.

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It's 4 AM and the "thing" is all but over. What ever that "thing" was, it attracted a tenth of the world's attention. I wonder how many people resigned last year because of the fruitlessness of it all, thinking it was ending anyway?

" ... I RESIGN: In June, Peter Doyle resigned from the European Department of the International Monetary Fund (IMF) in Washington, DC. "After twenty years of service," he wrote, "I am ashamed to have had any association with the Fund at all."
(June 12, 2012. Peter Doyle. http://cnnibusiness.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/doyle.pdf ) ... "

-- OR --

" ... In July, an employee of a Chinese auto parts maker submitted a resignation letter that went viral. His reason for quitting:

"The factory is small and the women are few. It's too difficult to land a girlfriend here."

In the space on the form for the boss to sign off, his supervisor wrote:

"Don't blame others when you don't have game. It's your own fault you can't get a girl."

Chinese journalists debated the resignation letter's authenticity. (Adam Taylor | Jul. 18, 2012. HERE)... "

-- AND, SADLY --

" ... In November, a New York Jets fan known as "Fireman Ed" resigned, returning to his full-time role as a New York City firefighter. In a letter to the public at large, he explained:

"The fact that I chose to wear a Mark Sanchez jersey this year and that fans think I am on the payroll -- which is an outright lie -- have made these confrontations [with other Jets fans] more frequent. Whether it's in the stands, the bathroom or the parking lot, these confrontations are happening on a consistent basis. Although I can 'hold my own,' I do not want to lose my temper and make a stupid mistake. I have a responsibility to the families and kids that enjoy the game and Fireman Ed."
In closing:

"I will always love the Jets because they are in my heart, and I will attend games as usual, just not as Fireman Ed." (Fireman Ed. November 25, 2012. HERE)... "






______________________________Reference
http://cnnibusiness.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/doyle.pdf

http://www.metro.us/newyork/sports/article/1156831--guest-column-fireman-ed-steps-away-but-not-as-fan
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/joe-rodota/resignation-letters-2012_b_2331601.html?ir=
http://www.businessinsider.com/china-factory-resign-letter-girlfriend-2012-7

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Part One: ADDENDED 1.08.2009: Tom Foolery and Burdens of being Clever as a Brick
by Pat Darnell

December 30: Urban Dictionary Word of the Day BricKberry -- a term for the old, outdated phone you have to use when your current phone breaks. Like this:
"It takes me ten minutes to type a TEXT message on this BricKberry now that my iPhone broke, but at least i get to play snake."

As bricks are thrown at us hourly, chronic pain is what we have most trouble with here at MooPig Studios. Some might say our pain is self-inflicted, but nights are long, and sleep comes at a premium: Pain.

For instance: Each of us has our stand alone personal computers and mobiles all loaded with different stuff, making it impossible to sort out a common "playing field" of operations. Linux, Windows, Mac, AIM, aol, yahoo, google web 2... picasa, micasa, iolo or voodoo... reader, bleeder, spammer, hammer; skype, Wii, ATT... "it is a zoo, don't pet the animals, it's a human zoo. (Pribek)"

On top of that, we have aversion factor 100% that tells anyone tampering with our status quo in our cubicle homes will be treated as a horse thief and put to death.

Recently MooPig's architectural project manager, Tom Foolery, resigned. When we searched his left behind PC desktop, we found literally "nothing, zilch, bofaddo, nada." Not even a megabyte to chew on. How dare he leave us with just a blinking cursor for evidence! You be judge: Do we follow our Psalters that wrongly turns lack of evidence into evidence of absence?

Tom Foolery's Exit Interview report also suggests that because the genetic sequence of the Benghazi Dubai strain found in some Auto/CAD PC's is different from any logged in public databases, there are grounds for suspecting foul play. "That's tosh," says MPW's TQO, Weissguy.

HR Manager, Montagonizer agrees, pointing out that "...the recumbent virus was a new nocturnal natural recombinant of a highly infectious strain common in Central and West Moldova, which has replaced most other strains in the region over the past few years."

Then we forced a read, restore, and nothing was there. It occurred to us for Tom's past five years he was just sitting there with a depressed look on his face. And we now know it was not the look of creativity, but actually depression. I suppose he did not spend six years getting his architectural license to be part of our Diderot race of blade-ing into the future of creative works on a blizzard blinded trail of artistic expression. We are failing: but we like to fail, it's artistic. See, even Cadillac's have to be re-painted periodically.

But that shows ya' how discombobulated the fraternal world of desktops has become. Is it toward team expression of One Web / One Voice? Not likely: most of that rot leads to viral marketing.

Solution? I don't know. It is a subtle condition of microcosmic shifts from Lessor Information Age to Maximum Information Age, and beyond. No one knows. But the answer is looking more and more like a choice between a virus, or a brick, or a shoe.

We follow discussions at PC Mag, Ziff Davis Publications, and others looking for Optimum decision-making tenore di grazzia. It turns out, it's a dog eat fish condition, dog choke on fish bones, sort of an Old Man and the Sea monologue... if you get the drift.

And then a brick falls out of the sky from a Hamas jackass standing behind a human shield, and goes right through your skiff... you sink, we sink.. We all have conversations with ourselves, in other words, alone and in a dark way, spreading Hope without Harmony.

Although there is no countdown to a verdict, if you good persons know some thing about that which we seek -- TEXT us -- fill us in -- or just throw us a brick. It's all good.