Posts by Dr. Boli

TEST YOUR I.Q. (AGAIN).

Dr. Boli’s I.Q. is 462. Are you smarter than Dr. Boli?

DR. BOLI’S FIRST I.Q. test was overwhelmingly popular, a fact that Dr. Boli attributes to the unfortunate mercenary nature of the other I.Q. tests commonly available on the Web. A second is obviously long overdue. Try this simple and completely disinterested questionnaire to measure your own I.Q.

1. John has four members of city council in his pocket. Mary has three members, but one of them is the president of the council. Whose street will be repaved first?

a. Neither one has an advantage, because in a democratic government all people are equal under the law.
b. John’s street will be paved first, because he has numbers on his side.
c. Mary’s street will be paved first, because you don’t get to be president of city council without knowing where the bodies are buried.
d. The president of city council will have his street paved with Belgian block, lined with elegant gas lamps, and bordered by herringbone-pattern brick sidewalks, and neither John’s street nor Mary’s street will be repaved at all ever.

2. By how much would our trade deficit be reduced if Willoughby Wemberton St. John Percival Wooton Sandbag Rumm-Locke sold off three of his superfluous names?

a. Our trade deficit would not be reduced at all, because superfluous names are not an article of international commerce.
b. Our trade deficit would be reduced by 50%, because that’s a nice round number.
c. Nothing can reduce our trade deficit, and eventually we’ll all have to eat mud.
d. Our trade deficit would be replaced by a trade surplus, and the sun would shine and the birds would sing.

3. Mrs. Chitarra says Lyndon Johnson was our best president. What do you think about that?

a. Mrs. Chitarra is entitled to her opinion.
b. We cannot reach a conclusion without first agreeing on a definition of “best.”
c. We cannot reach a conclusion without first agreeing on a definition of “Lyndon Johnson.”
d. No.

4. The Shiras Arms hotel has fourteen empty rooms, and there are fourteen homeless people camped out on the sidewalk in front. How many homeless people will have to occupy each empty room if the hotel is to fit all of them?

a. None, because it is a well-known fact that homeless people are homeless because they prefer living on the street.
b. None, because homeless people smell bad.
c. None, because giving charity to homeless people only encourages them.
d. None, because the manager told all the homeless people that the Forbes Hotel down the street had free beer.

5. Solve this traditional charade:

My first is  a basket with only one handle;
My second, the wick of a bayberry candle;
My third is one leaf from an encyclopedia;
My fourth can infect your removable media.

What am I?

a. No answer can be given, because the charade is utter nonsense.
b. “Locomotive,” because I’ve always thought that “locomotive” would be a good answer to a charade.
c. A nickel dropped from the Benedum-Trees Building.
d.  Arisaema triphyllum.

Scoring.

Each answer is assigned to a particular letter. Assign to these letters numerical values, as follows:

a = 9
b = 17
c = 31
d = 43

Now add up the numbers corresponding to your answers. This is your I.Q., and you are not smarter than Dr. Boli.

NOTICE.

THE LECTURE BY Prof. Wilton Beard, entitled “I’m Lovin’ It: The Irreducible Alterity of the Metadiscourse of Contemporary Advertising as Formal Poetry,” previously scheduled for tonight at Memorial Hall, has been canceled, because Prof. Beard has concluded that current critical theory, to which he had devoted his entire career, is a load of piffle. Further inquiries may be directed to Holy Assumption Monastery in Spring Hill, where Prof. Beard has begun a new vocation filling printer cartridges.

ANNOUNCEMENT.

THE ADVERTISING CIRCULAR from the Food Festival supermarket on Bland Street contained a regrettable error on page 3. It should have advertised a buy-one get-one price on rye bread rather than “wry bread.” The error was caused by our leaving the circular this week in the hands of assistant manager Herbert “Herb” Herbertson, who is a sterling fellow but not exactly a Rhodes scholar. The management would like to apologize to the many customers who complained that the bread was insufficiently cynical or ironic, and would like to assure them that their many humorous observations were as amusing the five hundredth time as they were the first. As always, we look forward to serving the community every day, although quite frankly there are some mornings when we look forward to it a little less than usual.

KNOW YOUR ROAD SIGNS.

LEARNING TO RECOGNIZE road signs at a glance is an important accomplishment for any driver. In this installment of our occasional series, Dr. Boli explains a few more of the many signs commonly seen on our streets and highways.

No Lollygagging During Rush Hour

Other people have things to do and places to go. If you must loaf about like that, that’s what sidewalk cafes are for.

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Footnote Ahead

Slow down and prepare to read the important footnote on the sign ahead. These footnotes usually identify the source of the information on the previous warning sign, or the exact statute referred to in the previous regulatory sign. Without reading the footnotes, you are simply taking the information provided by highway signs on blind trust.

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Services This Exit

These friendly and helpful signs are posted at turnpike and freeway exits to inform you, by means of easily interpreted pictographs, of the range of services available at an upcoming exit.

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Surprise!

Some very unusual road condition or phenomenon is coming up, but it will be much more fun if you discover it for yourself.

LETTER TO THE EDITOR.

Sir: What has happened to our city schools? What madman has been put in charge of the curriculum? Yesterday my daughter showed me a textbook in which she had been assigned to read a lesson on “tolerance.” “Tolerance”!

Since when has this great nation of ours tolerated “tolerance”? Did the Pilgrims come over on the Mayflower to practice some kind of namby-pamby wishy-washy Birkenstock-wearing tie-dyed if-it-feels-good-do-it “tolerance”? No! They came to New England because Old England wouldn’t let them be as oppressive as God demanded. They came to find a place where they could hang Quakers and whip Baptists and live godly lives.

I thought we were supposed to be free to practice any religion in this country, as long as it was the right one. Well, my religion says your religion is wrong, and I don’t have to tolerate you. My religion tells me that Jesus hates Communists, Catholics, Muslims, Jews, Episcopalians, Democrats, Socialists, every Republican except Pat Roberston, actors, Estonians, Lutherans, parking attendants, phenomenologists, pomegranates, bloggers, and (during football season) every citizen of the greater Cleveland metropolitan area, just for a start. I have a 58-page list of what Jesus hates, and I’m very proud of my little girl for having memorized the first fifteen pages already. She already knows that Jesus wants her to spit on meter-readers and break the windows of any grocery store that sells leeks.

And now I find out that the so-called educators in our city school system are trying to undo all my careful instruction! I would sue the school district for abridging my First Amendment rights, if I didn’t know that Jesus hates lawyers and judges and the United States Constitution.

——Sincerely, Rufus Periwinkle III, D.M.
Norwin