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February 9, 2017

Quest for the Holy Grail…

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 8:09 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the still dark, soon to be snowing, sexy island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on a once again on a Thursday before dawn, The Ninth Day of February, 2017. Indeed, the full moon’s pale ghostly light shines lonely ‘down on the docks’ of ye ‘ole Hyannis Harbor at this five o’clock hour; awaiting snows that are to come…

Perhaps our new U.S. President ‘The Donald’ Trump could use some divine delivery from his critics of late, or have they always been there? I wouldn’t know; we here at Sea Cape Cod do not follow ‘politics’ anymore; gave it up like booze and crack. I’m not sure which is worse.

However, there was once a King named Arthur, who…
received some holy assistance one fine day before going to some French Castle with his knights, a divine quest and a giant Trojan Horse intent on conquest and said quest for the HOLY GRAIL…

And the cleric said to King Arthur: “And the Lord spake, saying ‘first shall thou shalt take out the Holy pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more-no less. Three shall be the number thou shall count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shall thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out! Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it!” King Arthur: “Right! One, two five! Sir Galahad: three sir… Arthur: Three!”

Like our friend ‘The Donald’, King Arthur ran into some trouble with them darn French swine, but before that, he ran into a savage beast that rogue wizard “Tim” warns him of, stating to the King with all of his men in no uncertain terms:

“Follow. But! Follow only if ye be men of valor, for the entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel that no man has fought with it and lived! Bones of full fifty men lie strewn about it’s lair. So, brave knights, if you do doubt your courage or your strength, come no further, for death awaits you with nasty, big pointy teeth! King Arthur: “What an eccentric performance.” (Arthur then sees the ‘creature’ which seems to be a harmless white bunny rabbit, to wit Arthur looks at ‘Tim’ and scoffs, “It’s just a bunny!” The bunny then shows them who he really is, ripping them apart; Arthur yelling to his men, “…run away, run away, run away!”

Appearances can be deceiving no?

Finally, King Arthur makes it to the French Castle where he believes the coveted quest’s goal lay; present home to the Holy Grail? Perhaps President Trump can relate to Arthur in this exchange of pleasantries, just exchange the knight for the some in the multinational corporate press whore, core rather.  Although, to his great credit, ‘The Donald’ seems to have much thicker skin than our friend King Arthur, who loses his cool with the French Knight after the Trojan Horse trick does not work out as planned, as they, the Knights of Camelot, forget to get into it in the first place. Good Luck Mr. President, indeed, Good Luck!

French Knight: “I unclog my nose in your direction, sons of a window dresser. So, you think you could outclever us french folks with you silly, knees-bent running about, advancing behavior? I wave my private parts at your aunties, you cheesy leather, second-hand electric donkey bottom biters! I burst my pimples at you and call your door opening request a silly thing; you tiny brained wipers of other people’s bottoms! You don’t frighten us English pig dogs! Go boil your bottoms you sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, I fart in your general direction…”

King Arthur: “In the name of the LORD, open this door!”

French Knight: “No chance English bed wetting types! I don’t want to talk to you anymore, you empty headed animal food trough water! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!”

(credit: the 1975 film “Monty Python and the Holy Grail”)

(starring in no particular order: the late, great Graham Chapman, the very much alive John Cleese, Eric Idle, Terry Jones, Michael Palin, Terry Gilliam, Carol Cleveland, Neil Innes, Ian MacNaughon, Connie Booth, Rita Davies & John Du Prez–God’s speed you dear lads and lasses! God’s speed!)


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