THE ANTI MEMORY VAPOR VS THE BRAINY BURRO: a love letter

PART ONE

“Burro”, as you know, is colloquial for ‘donkey.’ Donkey, or Equus Asinus, is a fine animal, almost always furry. They are loud, like Ethel Merman, but not fat, like Ethel Merman. Rather, they are slim, like a thin person, and they can eat anything, even vegetation that would kill you or me. And if they could hold a pistol, they could shoot you or me, and we would be dead, even without eating vegetation of any sort, even that which is healthy and good for the digestive system. And lucky for the gun-wielding burro, the The Wild Free-Roaming Horses and Burros Act of 1971 permits them to roam freely, although of late drought has presented a problem for them in their favored habitats. Now they can kill without fear unfettered until they die of thirst alas.

Look at the smiling burro! Look at his smile! Does he remind you of someone, of Ethel Merman? And speaking of roam, did you know that the ancient Syrians associated the common donkey, burro, Equus Asinus or whatever, with Dionysus, the god of good times living and drinking? As I speak to you of all these things, you do not notice that I have put you atop a burro and said giddyap.

PART TWO

Once the burro has administred the anti-memory vapor, you will no longer remember anything of the burro. “Who the hell are you?” you will ask. He knows what he is doing. Yep, he is one brainy burro.

all artwork, except likenesses of Lyndon B. Johnson, by Crispy Flotilla ® 2006