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Friday, October 23, 2009

(Private function room of the Killer Whale Fish
Restaurant and Bath-house. Toshiro the Octopus
Yakuza, gumba, and Yoshio the Fiddler Crab Togo,
counsel, pore over a blueprint pirated from one of
Stonefish's high tech rotten borough warehouses.
On platters on a sideboard stand puffed up puffer
fish peppered with seamonkey clouds, plastic
seaweed, plastic deepsea divers next to plastic
treasure chests spilling plastic gold coins in
white gelatin sake aspic. The aspic looks like
upside down gold fish bowls, because it was moulded
in right side up gold fish bowls.)

Toshiro - I think Stonefish must suffer from
Asperger's syndrome, this is pie in the sky, pure
fantasy.
Yoshio - Thankfully our mad professor is no match
for Stonefish's mad professor.
Toshiro - Quite frankly, the world, sorry as it is,
will teeter on. We have the greenfields of Northern
Siberia to explore yet.
Yoshio - People have grown tired of visiting publicly
funded nazi death camps. A great entrepreur such as
you, Toshiro-san, could open up the Soviet labour camps
as tourist destinations and create a win-win business
relationship with our comrade arctic circle vors.
Toshiro - And miniaturisation due to overpopulation
will surely be my legacy, my gift to future generations,
my final act of philanthropy in my dotage. The
Siberians have been through a lot - they deserve hole
in one golf courses on the dwindling permafrost. Their
nouveau rich are an opportunity.
Toshiro - Look at this. Stonefish's rocket, strapped to the
roof of a bullet train.
Yoshio - This plan to fly into the corona of the setting sun
on leap day, Year of the Seamonkey, is crazy beyond
belief.
Toshiro - Stonefish surviving the self destruction of the world
cosied up to his harem of pole dancers, in a parallel universe,
it's an insult to the intelligence, a one finger salute is crazy.
We have to kill him through its metaphysics to save him
from himself.
Yoshio - I propose a death mask, made inexactly from tattle
and chinese whispers on the deep fry dumpling carts, to
draw him out. You know his twin vices, democracy and
micromanagement.

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