The
Blob and Global Warming
The
earliest beginnings of the theory of
Global Warming began in Downingtown,
Pennsylvania in an unusual way in 1958.
I know this is true because my wife
said so. But she did have an epiphany
on this and told me all about it and
I almost always believe what my wife
tells me because I know what's good
for me if I don't. So trying to be faithful
to my wife's rendition, I have faithfully
attempted to translate her story in
my own words without her knowledge.
A
fiery meteor hits in the farming community
of Downingtown, Pa, on the outskirts
of town and lands in a farmer's corn
field wiping out the town supply of
Jiffy Pop popcorn. The farmer, Herman,
rushes out to the corn field only to
find a big smoking rock glowing red
and making hissing noises like his wife
Melba does. Curious, Herman picks up
a stick and pokes at it the same way
politicians do when a problem arises.
Finally he gores it through and out
oozes a red mass emitting a distinctive
odor.
For
centuries the Mayans had warned that
one day earth would be consumed by a
creature so hideous that politicians
would welcome it with open arms, as
if their on. Nostradamus, the chief
priest of the Mayans had prognosticated,
in between sacrificing babies that many
would come to the altar of this creature
bearing gifts, mostly cash.
Herman
didn't know what to make of it. It had
no form or function or a distinguishable
feature other than it looked like Jello
and was fat and moved very slowly. At
first Herman thinks he has found Congress.
Realizing that he was on to something
big and uncontrollable he calls it,
The Blob. He calls his friend at the
local daily rag, Bob the Blab about
the Blob to write a blip.
But
before Herman can tell Blabber Bob the
full story, the Blob, surrounds Herman
and absorbs him much to Melba's delight.
She attempts to speak to The Blob, but
it makes toast of her.
By
this time, The Blob has developed an
affinity for absorbing humans and has
found Earth bountiful. It quickly learns
intuitively that it grows more in mass
proportionate to its appetite and that
humans are high in saturated fat, and
can cause bouts of indigestion when
absorbed too quickly.
By
now, Blabber Bob has called his friend,
Orson at the local TV station to broadcast
the news to the townspeople. Orson puts
out an emergency warning and the town
warning sirens summons all the townspeople
who weren't watching football to city
hall to discuss health care. They decide
it would be healthy to kill The Blob
before it eats them but they had to
take a vote.
In
the meantime, The Blob was working its
way through town absorbing everything
in sight, storekeepers, mechanics, movie
goers, and pretty women. The sad part
is it didn't absorb any lawyers or politicians.
Maybe the Blob just had good taste,
or just recognized its own kind.
As
the Blob rolls on unchallenged, Steve,
the towns local James Dean, has the
task of rallying the townspeople, police
and The Mayor to get involved. Eventually
this happens, after the ballgame is
over and the police and fireman brainstorm
ideas on how to stop it. They come up
with a brilliant plan, to coax it out
into the open where they will drop a
live utility line on it with the hopes
of burning it to ashes. They convene
a beer summit to determine whether this
is cruel and unusual punishment and
if The Blob's rights would be violated.
They determine that the beer is cold.
They
gather all the townspeople that haven't
paid their parking tickets and tie them
down in the middle of town square in
an attempt to coax the Blob out into
the open. This works, as The Blob is
an opportunist and sees an easy target
to absorb. While it munches on its prey,
the utility line is cut and it falls
on The Blob who barely wiggles as all
of the 110 volts courses through its
sizable mass. Unfortunately it also
falls on the local diner, setting fire
to it and raising the utility rates
in the form of a surcharge for excess
usage.
The
Blob seeking revenge against the townspeople
chases Steve and his girlfriend into
the burning diner. The Blob oozes itself
all over the diner and seeps through
every orifice in an attempt to get a
hamburger with fries, but settles for
Steve with a slather of mayonnaise.
However,
Steve has a flashback of when they were
chased into a cooler at the grocery
store after the Blob consumed the storekeeper
earlier in the day. Shutting the cooler
door behind them the Blob began to ooze
underneath the door, but suddenly withdraws
itself. Steve has a Kodak moment and
realizes that the reason was due to
the cold in the cooler.
Knowing
now that the Blob hates cold he picks
up a fire extinguisher loaded with CO2.
Chasing the gargantuan Blob he begins
spraying it with CO2 while the diner
burns to the ground.
The
Blob starts withdrawing from the diner
and ends up out in the open again. By
this time the news is out to find all
the CO2 fire extinguishers that can
be found. The police summons all the
teenagers in town to break into the
local school and it wasn't even Saturday
night yet. They happily complied and
ransacked the local schoolhouse confiscating
all the fire extinguishers and began
sniffing them.
Now,
they all gather in town square and on
the command of the fire chief begin
foaming the Blob until it is frozen
as a rock. The town of Downingtown,
Pa is saved.
The
military is called in to dispose of
the now frozen Blob after photo ops
and great oratory. A military helicopter
attaches the Blob to the bottom and
delivers it to the Arctic Circle, somewhere
in New York. It drops it into the frozen
tundra where scientists determined it
will stay frozen for eternity.
However,
the Blob has other ideas and has been
frozen for over 50 years now. What the
scientists didn't think of was all of
those CO2 emissions would eventually
cause a warming effect by depleting
the ozone layer. The Blob knew this
all alone and absorbed all of that CO2
and is now releasing it causing mass
melting of arctic glaciers, ozone layers
thereby creating global warming.
So,
whenever you hear politicians blaming
mankind for depleting the ozone layer,
you will know that the truth is the
Blob lives.
Author: Jeff Riley 