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 “THIS THING
    CALLED SENIORITY”
 

      Many of you have wondered, as I have wondered, as indeed we all have wondered, just what is this thing called seniority?  Is it a thick blanket that settles over us like the night?  Or is it a bright light that shines into every nook and cranny of our lives?  Do other countries have seniority?  Will seniority still be around in the future, when tax-free edible bonds have lost their appeal?  The ans- wers to these questions may be found by going to our website at  www.webnooz/questions, but remember, no peeking before you honestly try to answer them yourself.  We ask these questions because we think they are important.  We think they are crying out to be answered.  So if you have any good answers, please let us know.
      We here at the New Nooz do not personally know what seniority is, but we do know that it appeared in the early months of mankind's history, along with fire and most of the alphabet.  We think that seniority may have crossed the Bering Straits land bridge oh so many months ago. We theorize that seniority is linked in some way to the discoveries about the Maya made by Sir Horton Measely in the Yucatan.  We postulate that it was seniority to which Galileo Galilei was referring when he declared,  “Oh, but one piles high upon another. And there is always another, higher.”  And we believe that seniority, like gravity, plays a role in our lives today that we are scarcely aware of.
      Before his untimely death, which was caused by his hydrogen laser spotlight swinging around without warning and burning him severely, Professor Measely intended to undertake a long-term project to determine the nature of seniority.  He had plans to focus the hot beams of the spotlight on the subject, but now that he has been gone these many months, that job of illuminating seniority for our many readers around the world, has fallen to his son and the current owner of the hydrogen laser spotlight Bill Measely, and he has so far appeared disinclined to follow up on this project.of his father's. We here at the New Nooz are trying to change his mind, but you all know how he can be.
      In the meantime, we feel that free clinics should be set up around the country to deal with this problem.  Public education is the only solution that will work for the long term.  Once we all know what seniority is, we can better adjust our lives to it, cease our pointless struggles against it, and enjoy life the way that great Primate in the sky intended us to.

 
 

GHOST OF WIN WING WAN
HAUNTS NOOZ OFFICE
 
 
200 Months Ago Today

200 months ago today the noted alpinist Hermann Glick made the first ever ascent without oxygen of the South Peak of treacherous Mt. Cheesequake, which at 1,282' is the highest point in the muddy Horntoad River Valley and which looms over the small town of Cheesequake like a great mountain.  Mt. Cheese- quake had been for decades overlooked by members of the climbing community before Glick and a hardy band of Austrians made it to the top in the midst of a light snow shower and celebrated by tapping the keg of Blackthorn Ale they brought with them and making a party of it.  They could be seen by those with either binoculars or telescopes of even limited power, to be rollicking and singing in the rarified air of Mt. Cheese- quake's summit.  Later, his well-received article about it called “I Climbed Mount Cheesequake,” was pub-
lished in The Alpine Climber's Journal, and was sub-
sequently subpoenaed as evidence in the trespassing case that eventually was brought against Mr. Glick for not having properly closed a gate after briefly crossing Myron Penney's property on his historic journey to the top.  Mr. Glick was fined $25 and sentenced to 20 hours of community service.

200 months ago today saw the final completion of the Elmer T. Spitztingle Memorial Bridge across Lake Runnamuck. It was built by the same company that managed to throw the Monkey Island Prison Bridge across a ditch several feet wide in South Africa, and erected the sturdy Municipal Bridge in Kowloon, which connects the two sides of busy Hai-Lo Avenue for pedestrians. Begun in 1971, Memorial Bridge starts on the south side of the lake, about one-quarter of a mile from the east end and a hundred yards or so from the west end. With the support of twelve thick concrete pylons snuggly set in the bed of the twelve- foot deep lake, it then gracefully curves over the three hundred feet of water that separates the south bank from the north.  With the Mt. Sydney town band happily playing in the background, the new Mayor of Runnamuck, “Judge” Ed Murge, cut the ribbon and pronounced the bridge officially open and safe to use.

(SW News)  Hellmouth, AZ.  The wan and peaked countenance of former Primate Nooz 'Recommended Reading' Editor Win Wing Wan has been detected repeatedly in and around the offices of the New Nooz over the course of the past few months, according to new New Nooz stainer Yoshida Murasaki, who was in psychic communication with Mr. Win before his death. Publisher Arnett Putney, III and Executive Editor Widen Lundale, Jr. were loathe to say anything about it at first, although a reader did write in about seeing the eerie spectre.  They brushed him off the way they usually do, and went on.
      What is extremely remarkable is just how many times the Nooz has had to move from the time of the collapse of the Nooz Building in 1989.  First it was situated in the Baxter-Burnham Inflatable Building, then it had to relocate to a building Nooz veterans called The Nooz Building.  That didn't work out, and the Primate Nooz went out of business.  But when it came back, it was in the Cellophane Building first.  There it was on a month-to-month lease, and the owners didn't like it, so they asked it to leave.  Its next location was near the Hellmouth Industrial Park, but it smelled funny there and it only stayed a few months.  It moved across town to the Old Fire Station Building, but it REALLY smelled funny there.  Finally it moved to the new Nooz Towers Building, and that is where it has happily been ever since.
      The apparent ghost of the man with Chinaman's Elbow was seen by a couple of apprentice pipe and bulb fitters who worked in the Furnace.  Several others have seen it snooping around in the offices of publisher Arnett Putney, III and Executive Editor Widen Lundale, Jr. and in Dr. Dick Doody's new office on the 28th floor. The question that is now on everybody's lips is how could this ghost have known where to go?  Was it following the Nooz everywhere it went, from one location to the next, by sensing some psychic trace the Nooz was leaving behind?  Did it have some malevolent purpose disguised as altruism?   We may never find out, but if we do, we'll let you know.  
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