“The preparation for the evacuation of the
interrogation crew came after a sudden inflation of
regurgitation and inflammation of the sores…”
In the midst of the day, while I still lay a sleep
in my warm bed a thought often comes to mind; the alienation
of our great country.
Now, I know what you are thinking “What are you
talking about man; aliens have been in Iceland since the dawn
of man!” That is, of course, true, however, their impact has
been steadily increasing since the mid seventeenth century to
the present day.
Let’s take our first beard wearing man, Árni
Magnússon; famous for his script collection and for being a
heavy Jazz enthusiast. Since he existed in a pre-digital
camera world his appearance may fool. In fact, he wasn’t the
gentle man depicted on the hundred krona bill, rather a seven
hundred pound ogre with a taste for human flesh; the only
thing shown correctly on the bill is his charming green
skin.
The famous quote “My hero? Batman and Jesus,
preferably a combination of the two, some kind of a "Batsus"”
said by Jón Sigurðsson early 1892 is by many considered the
greatest proof that he was not of this world; mainly because
Batman wasn’t invented until his creator, Bob Kane, saw Adam
West performing the “bat dance” at the Roayal Albert Hall in
1923. Others point to his big black eyes or grayish skin,
hidden some part by big and fancy mutton chops.
Our first president, Sveinn Björnsson, was one of
the first aliens that took on the famous Icelandic “look”:
two eyes, one nose and a big ego. Remembered now mostly for
being the first president and as the inventor of chicken pot
pie and always as a great alien leader.
The presidency has been a good breeding ground for
aliens; Vigdís Finnboga wasn’t only the first female
president but also the first female alien president. Famous
for her productivity and bilingualism, she spoke over four
thousand languages.
As most people know our current president is not an
alien, however his hair is another matter. A separate entity
that forced its way onto the once bald scalp during the Nixon
administration, the hair takes most of decisions, mainly the
ones about hairdos, which in a way is the only decision he
has had to make in 10 years.
Many consider Magnús Skarphéðinsson to be a crazy
SOB, but there is no one who knows more about alien contact
than him. He grew up with his adopted alien brother Rysor 4,
renamed Össur, for many years. He has also eaten lunch with
the alien queen Ingibjörg Sólrún and the alien party, known
as “Vinstri Grænir” on several occasions.
It is obvious that
aliens are here on Iceland to stay and we must befriend them, but
never ever vote for
them.
Alien
trivia:
Siggi Hall’s best selling
book is “How to serve human” (it’s a cookbook)
Have a nice day…