Dear Meddlesome, Self-Righteous Busybodies at Human Rights Watch,
This open letter is written in response to your recently-released report accusing Smart Ass Cripple of violating so-called international child labor laws. I write this letter at the behest of my attorneys, who have advised me to publicly come clean and tell the truth. It’s apparent that my attorneys feel your advocacy must be taken seriously since they have never advised me to tell the truth before.
In your report you allege that for the last 10 months, the entries posted on Smart Ass Cripple have not been written by Smart Ass Cripple at all but by eight-year-old boys in an orphanage in Bulgaria. While I admit that this is true, whether or not this constitutes a violation of “international child labor laws” depends on one’s interpretation of the words “child” and “labor.” In a cushy, privileged society such as ours, it can be argued that an eight year old is still, technically, a child. But in a Bulgarian orphanage, children grow up fast. Only the tough survive. The boys that write my entries are already smoking, drinking and on probation for grand theft auto. They are the most grizzled eight year olds the orphanage has to offer.
As for the word “labor,” if you think writing entries for Smart Ass Cripple is hard, challenging work, then obviously you haven’t read any of them. In fact, my inspiration for outsourcing came from a brilliant observation in a thoughtful letter from an astute reader of Smart Ass Cripple. She wrote: “Hey Smart Ass Cripple! My eight-year-old nephew can write the kind of crap you write!” She was absolutely correct and her frankness forced me to ask myself an all-important question: Why the hell am I busting my ass when I can get an eight year old to write this nonsense for me and I can pay them in lollipops? So I set out in search of an eight year old with the gumption to pull himself up by his bootstraps. But I knew that any such lad in America would demand far too many lollipops. So like any good businessman, I looked for a “business-friendly climate” in which to set up shop. I soon learned that no place on God’s fertile earth offers a more “business-friendly climate” than a Bulgarian orphanage.
My attorneys have also advised me that as a result of your inquiry, I should immediately cease and desist all outsourcing and return to writing Smart Ass Cripple entries myself. It is with deep reluctance and resentment that I accept their advice. I hope you’re proud of yourselves. You have now put several of the world’s most impoverished eight year olds out of work. But that will have to be on your conscience. Also, be advised that you will face a firestorm of protest from Smart Ass Cripple readers when they soon realize that because eight-year-old boys are no longer writing my entries, the quality of the writing has gone way down. But at least my readers and the poor rejected orphans know exactly which Nosey Nellies are to blame.
La lucha continua!
Smart Ass Cripple
If you are not going to use them kids, do you think they could do my laundry, clean da house, etc; I have left over Halloween candy, there's probable a few pieces of good stuff left, I didn't open the door much ( I turned the lights off), had a lot of good stuff left over. TY
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ReplyDeleteI feel completely cheated! Here all this time I thought it was a real SA cripple writing this stuff, but I thought I had detected some bull-garianisms slipping in there, but then I thought that must have been a misplaced thing-a-mah-jig where you write, write, oh, whats the word? .. Subliminally.. yes thats the right word, but then I thought, no, he (or she, possibly?) wouldn't deceive us.
ReplyDeleteI remember that first time I ever read a word in Bulgarian without ever studying the language. It was in one of those fancy trick ski videos set to music and narration by some really old dude. Luckily I had a DVR at the time so that I could rewind and pause. There in all its glory on the front of the ski lift in what looked like Russian was the word ски лифта ->"Ski Lift" which I sounded out. Imagine my surprise. I was reading Bulgarian when I thought I only knew a little Russian. So today I am back to that same feeling, I've been reading a little Bulgarian. But its really okay with me if you use an eight year old Bulgarian as long as he is crippled. Keep it real as plausible.