Friday, July 23, 2021

We don't care what momma don't 'low, gonna pick that banjo anyhow

Slow Joe is still being compared to a banjo player, one who is being secretly controlled by a hidden mechanism.

Asked an unchallenging question about 12-year-olds and vaccination, he drifted off in the middle of a sentence, and, as he so often does, looked down, got that Deliverance banjo player look on his face, and appeared to be listening to something in his earpiece, and then strung together a sequence of words that were not grammatically related to the rest of the sentence, but which, on their own, were coherent.  As if repeating what he just heard.

This might be a good time to review my October 2020 post "Slow Joe Crow on the banjo," featuring His Joeness as a machine-operated banjo-pickin' corvid plague doctor under the control of a magician called either Steve ("crown," stephanos being the Greek equivalent of the Latin corona) or Maladie ("sickness").

Slow Joe Crow of course comes from Fox in Socks, which the sync fairies recently brought back to my attention.

Oh, and here's a completely unrelated video clip.

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