This blog is dedicated to overthrowing the brutal fantasy baseball dictator Bobby Hosni Kadafi Yavrouian. As of 3/21/2011, Bobby locked an innocent man - me - from posting comments to the league. This totalitarian action will not stand the tests of time. The people demand and need to hear from me. Join me; join us; in this precious moment of solidarity as we hold virtual hands and take down an Armenian anachronism. This will not stand. This cannot be tolerated. Si se puede. FREE ETHAN.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Hunger Strike: Day 17
This is what Bobby said: Ethan, you are my pet project. And I rape my pets.
This is just foul. Disturbing. Not surprising as the further he gets backed into a corner the more likely he is to lash out. The more pressure this community puts on Bobby the sooner he will fall.
Many people have asked how the hunger strike is coming along. Well - it has been a long and hard 2.5 weeks.
I had no choice but to take a break over the weekend to enjoy a fantastic meal prepared by one side of Emma's family. Incredible chicken followed by amazing cupcakes. Before, during and after we had wine. As a digestif I allowed Emma's father to beat me in cribbage and backgammon. I'd hate to humiliate him and lose my dowry.
Apologies to anyone who was offended by Bobby's comments.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Open Letter to Bobby From My Future Father-in-Law
Bobby:
There can be no doubt that you are the most qualified person in your collective to be able to identify an asshole. Unlike the rest of us you certainly have your head around, or vice versa, a number of assholes. So I sincerely appreciate your view both on assholes and on the very principled struggle going on within the collective.
I too have problems with my future son-in-law. He demanded an extensive dowry for marrying my maiden daughter. But he is not willing to negotiate alternatives. For example he is requiring six laying hens and a rooster which is fine. Tina and I went to the Half Moon Bay Feed and Fuel this past weekend. They had ten day old bard rocs, good layers with excellent meat when the girls get old, but I was going to have to supply a heat lamp for these young chicks. I suggested an alternative of two white tom turkeys old enough to live in the apartment until they weighed maybe ten pounds and could fight off the backyard cats, raccoons, and the homeless. Reasonable alternative? I think so!!! But not even an answer.
He continues to demand two goats. We recently looked at goats in Pescadero. But how do you get a couple of goats to the Haight in a rented Prius? Does he even know how to milk goats? As you know, to adequately milk goats it is necessary to study Ignacy Jan Paderewski’s (1860 to 1941) exercises for his concerts in here in the United States, where 20,000 attended his Madison Square Garden concert in 1922. Who can ever forget the Fantasie Polonaise? I bet he doesn’t even know that Paderewski was Prime Minister of Poland in 1919. It is important to know that Paderewski “warmed up” for his concerts by milking a goat or two – the index finger “grab” followed by a rhythmic flexing of the fingers. Is Ethan going to play at Carnegie Hall? Another career change? Can’t he keep a job?
We are very worried that he will swear a blood oath under Sharia Law and have us stoned, like with rocks not the other kind which might be okay, because he thinks we have insulted an ancestor who walked across Judea with Herod in 38 BC.
Best of luck. Keep your AK47 locked and loaded!!!!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Self-Immolation
Hunger Strike: Day 1.25
It was mediocre. Cafeteria sushi just isn't that good. In honor of the hunger strike I had only a couple of rolls. California rolls.
I have now been on hunger strike since dinner last night. So far the hunger strike has been easier than expected. Excluding breakfast and lunch I have not eaten for about 18 hours. Pretty good.
Not sure what all the fuss about Gandhi was.
I think Bobby is about to crumble in the face of my sacrifice.
Hunger Strike: Day 1
The hunger strike has begun. I have been without food since I had Trader Joe's Triple Berry O's for breakfast. By the way, absolutely delicious. They put in just enough of the sweet stuff so that you are willing to put up with the nasty oat and twigs type crap. Without the sweet stuff it would taste like an Armenian man's testicles. Not bad, but I would only try it for money or on a dare. I've done it on a dare
The fast has been going for 12 minutes strong.
In these 12 minutes I have been compared to Gandhi, MLK and Mohamed Bouazizi. Oh, I just realized that many of this blog's readers are not as well read as I and might not be familiar with Bouazizi. Wake up people! There's a world out there that is bigger than you. Here is the wikipedia post that I read to familiarize myself with this person.
My next post will be about my self-immolation.
Special thanks to Nury who has been the one and only person to comment.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Day of Rage
If anyone has any suggestions as to how I should proceed please comment.
What I will be doing is resigning my decade long position as accountant for the league. As the accountant my responsibilities included receiving the manager's money and then paying out the winners. I will be resigning for two reasons:
1. Bobby clearly hates Jews and I will have nothing to do with that. Why should I be the accountant? Because I'm a Jew? What next; am I going to grow horns? am I going to daven with my chevre? am I going to study the talmud? am I going to live in a West Bank settlement? I will not tolerate his Jew bating anymore.
2. It's a shit job. It is more befitting for an ass surgeon (yes - Bobby is an ass surgeon) to do an ass job than anyone else.
Tomorrow I will begin my hunger strike.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Injustice: Day 1
Jeter? In the first round? When Bautista was available. Just a complete shit first round pick.
Then, you followed it up by taking a closer too early. Is this really the area of your team that needs to be shored up? I guess when your team looks like a particularly loose piece of swiss cheese no options are great.
Then you drafted a young catcher who is unproven and injured for almost all of of last year. You really got on your knees, prayed to the Gods of luck, tickled their balls, sucked their dick and hoped their jizzm isnt so big that you choke on it.
Bobby made his shit team worse.
Thanks for your donation.
Ethan