Cafe No Way
by Mike McLaughlin

         Some would say that it is a good thing that smoking is becoming less and less socially acceptable, but an astute sociohealthologist such as myself would disagree. You see, prestigious studies have shown that as smoking has declined, society's obsession with coffee has increased, even though the number of coffee drinkers is the same. In one of these studies, I went to a college in Chicago and found that it has about ten coffee shops, but I met no students who actually go to these shops (or that smoked, for that matter). Critics say that this college is an anomaly, since the college is full of "smart" people who are 45% more likely than average to "mike themselves." Nevertheless, I challenge myself to see that stupid Starbucks logo more times in two days than I did then. I decline. See, I win. HA! They had Starbucks on the plane, at the airport, in the "Loop" (that's Chicagoan for "Center City"), and even in the college cafeterias.

         I'm sick of these coffee cliques! They sit in their cafes, sucking caffeine out of their "Bucks County Coffee Co." souvenir cups then shake their heads at some guy in a "Bud Lite" shirt. (sometimes for the drunken slobbering, sometimes for the "Lite," and sometimes for the frog puppets) Fools! Hypocrites! Compromisers! Hypocrites!

         Ahhh... refreshing Jolt......um yes where was I? I'm tired of Java Joe with his stupid "Javaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" mug and glasses and painted on mustache! Take your object based programming and go home, Joe! You know what this vanilla mocha expresso wazoo reminds me of? No, not Venice! It reminds me of YOUR MOM! Cheers is a bar, not a coffee shop! And it's closed! Get out before I stick Norm and Cliff on you! Yeah you better run! Back with Juan Valdez and Toucan Sam you go! HA!

         I propose the following reasonable measures to stop this expensive coffee epidemic:
  1. Invest in Sanka.
  2. Genetically alter humankind so that its vocal cords can no longer pronounce the dreaded word "cappuccino."
  3. Destroy Bill Gates and his monopolizing minions.
         With these minor changes in our daily lives we can put an end to Coffee Cliques, Java Joe and Mutationless Mary, thus saving our cherished American society for another decade, or at least until Luxembourg finally gets out of its troubling "I'm too small to matter" mentality and finally launches its long awaited evil plan to kill us all. And that's that.

         The preceding tour de force was the winning entry in the National "Why I Love Meatloaf" Persuasive Essay Contest (NWILMPEC), defeating close rivals "A Petroleum Refinery for Billy" and "If It's a Loaf, Where's the Bread? Eh?" both also submitted by Mike McLaughlin.


Mike McLaughlin, a super intellegent shade of the color blue, enjoys fading in and out of the visible spectrum, making fun of yellow, and making interesting optical illusions such as juggling and blowing up small planets. He has two pets: a velociraptor and a cute little bunny, which is beginning to feel cramped in the raptor's stomach and insists on moving to an estate in Swaziland. Michael is, as of this moment, completely sane. (His Home Page).



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