Friday, January 23, 2009

Angel of Harlem Snarkness

This is how traditions get started.

A few days ago, on a Wiccan listserv, someone made a... well, snarky remark about how one of Deborah's downlines had been snarky to her. And Deborah responded, "All of my downlines are snarky. It's a requirement of initiation."

Then, later, Deborah posted a comment over here about how Basket of Kisses is the coolest pop culture phenomenon ever (it really is), and Co-Witch Y. was all, "Snark Line rulz." And Deborah was like, "Huh? Oh, wait, okay," and blogged about it. And the rest of the newly-christened Snark Line came out of the woodwork and went, "We love it!"

I, of course, maintained that of all her downlines, I'm the lone, perfect angel. So then Deborah called me a liar and Co-Witch Y. was all, "Yeah, the Angel of Snarkness," and the rest of the Snark Line went, "We love it!"

So now I'm the Angel of Snarkness.

I don't know how to say that in Welsh. But I guess I have to buy another domain name.

34 comments:

Bo said...

'Yr Angel Gwawd', pronounced 'yr' like the 'er' of American 'herb', with a rolled 'r', then 'ang' as in 'fang', 'el' as in 'hell', with the stress on the 'ang', and 'gwawd' to rhyme with 'crowd' or 'loud'! Lit: 'angel of mocking/derision/sarcasm'. :)

Evn said...

Bo, you are infinitely useful. ;)

Bo said...

I normally feel I'm neither use nor ornament, so - as Mrs Overall says - bless you for that.

Evn said...

No problem. We Very Important Pagan Bloggers gotta stick together.

Pax said...

Wow,

Truly you're hitting the big time Evn... or should I address you as "Your Snarkiness"?

Who knows decades from now there could be an entire obscure cult dedicated to your angelic nature... nut sure whether they would be invoking or propitiating Your Most Celestial Snarkiness though...

Respectfully yours,
Pax

Evn said...

Oh, definitely propitiating.

And what do you mean "obscure"? I expect freakin' cathedrals. Your most Celestial Snarkiness demands it.

(clap clap)

Pax said...

"Yes, your most Celestial Snarkiness!"

(Pax backs away from the Celestial Presence, basking in the Light of Snark, and bowing profusely)

~~~~~~~~~

Seriously though, these things take time... it took upwards of 30 years for Elvis to get his first temple.... at least not of His own making... give it time Boss!


http://templeofelvis.blogspot.com/


Word Verification = divalt

It's a Sign!!!

Evn said...

Pax, I like your attitude. You can be my Chief Priest.

Anne Johnson said...

Is this site now the Heart of Snarkness?

Evn said...

No. But after we get the temple built, that's what we'll call the Holy of Holies.

Thalia Took said...

For the first time it has hit me that I am old, and that I am woefully out of touch with the younger generation. Because I didn't understand a word of this.

Evn said...

My fault. I've been playing with the writing style of The Bloggess.

Evn said...

Or was it the "downline" thing?

Thalia Took said...

Ha! Both.

See? Out of touch.


Word verification word:

imedicra

I'm not sure what that means. An immediate simulated medical crisis? It sounds urgent, anyway.

Siobhan said...

I followed a couple of links to get to the downlining explanation. Having never been formally trained/initiated (seriously, dude, you'd be amazed at the dearth of pagans on the east coast), this vocabulary escaped me.

Evn said...

Thalia: Within BTW, your downlines are the initiates of your initiates. For example, Deborah initiated somebody who initiated somebody who initiated me. So I'm her downline. And she's my upline. And we're both online. Discuss. ;P

Regarding Imedicra, Co-Witch A. once asked me the name of the Goddess responsible for that feeling you get when you hear a siren behind you and you automatically assume it’s coming for you. I believe we know Her name now.

Siobhan: You can’t swing a cat on the East Coast without smacking a BTW initiate upside the head, specifically in New York and Florida.

Not that I’m advocating some kind of conversion to BTW, mind you. Just saying they’re around.

Nor am I advocating the swinging of cats. Although it’s pretty darn cute when their eyes get all big...

Thalia Took said...

Ah. I see. Or I think I do. Though I'm not sure about using "downline" as a noun, any more than I would be about using "downstream" as one. But you know. I'm not real big on making words up. I still get really effin' annoyed at the misuse of "impact" as a verb, so.

Also, it took me a minute with BTW. I'm guessing it doesn't stand for by the way, does it?

Very out of touch. But then I suppose I am not an initiatory sort, nor am I Wiccan, after all.

Thalia Took said...

I take it back about not liking to make up new words (Properly I guess I should have said I didn't like new words that are obviously a misuse of grammar), because:

Now my wvw is emblerph.

EMBLERPH!!

It's the act of causing someone to become sick or blah feeling, as in, "Hi Boss. Phil should have known not to come into work when he was still contagious with the flu. Now I've been emblerphed! So, yeah, I'm not coming in today."

Siobhan said...

You can’t swing a cat on the East Coast without smacking a BTW initiate upside the head, specifically in New York and Florida.

And here I've been in Boston and DC. That explains it.

BTW?

Red Delicious said...

Bacon Tomato Witch.

I'm hungry.

The Blogess is awesome, and she posted about the Obamas and fisting today (note to Evn: because I wrote those words, your blog may now be on the governments' "watch" list, but the good news is the new administration will straight up tell you that).

Evn said...

I still get really effin' annoyed at the misuse of "impact" as a verb, so.

The word that enrages me is "melty." I yell at the television every time I see a Taco Bell commercial.

I am not an initiatory sort, nor am I Wiccan, after all.

And that's okay. I don't even think of you as Wiccan. In fact, some of my best friends are Wiccan! (eg)

Evn said...

Siobhan: BTW is short for British Traditional Wicca. We've got people in Massachusetts, too. We're everywhere, cackle cackle, cue thunder, the lights go out...

RD: As soon as I read your comment, I immediately pictured a talking dog going, "Mmmmmmmmbacon!" Am I hallucinating, or is that like an actual thing?

knottybynature said...

Just don't let someone try to stick you on top of a tree this year, okay?

Evn said...

LOL

I can climb up there all by myself, thank you very much.

Red Delicious said...

Ha! Yes, that's an actual thing. It's the dog on the commercials for "Beggin Treats," the dog treats that are shaped like, taste like, look like, and are made from real bacon. As a matter of fact, I'm not really sure why they don't just call it "Dog Bacon with Enough Preservatives That You Don't Have to Refrigerate It."

Oh, wait. Now I do.

And if you've ever given one of these to a dog, you'll believe that if they could learn to talk to get another one, they sure as fuck would.

Evn said...

If they called it "Dog Bacon," that would suggest it was made from dogs, which, from a marketing perspective, would be an unwise move.

One of these days, remind me to tell you my CEO's "not pork" story.

Yvonne Rathbone said...

I really want to swing my cat right now.

But I love the way that English lets you change the function of a word just by willing it. I can't think of another language that allows for infinite strings of nouns to be used as adjectives. I sometimes see how many I can string together. Yesterday, I came up with: Door access card key security training. That's 6 nouns in a row. Pretty good, but I've seen more.

knottybynature said...

HEY.....

there's 42 followers now.

WHERE'S MY BUTTON???

Evn said...

I'm working on the buttons, honest!

Pax, Chief Priest to the Angel of Snarkness said...

!Cultist Update!

I have just had the realization that if all of Deborah's downlines are a part of the snark line, that must make Deborah the Primoridal Snarkness!!!

Your in Service,
Pax

Evn said...

Deborah says she doesn't want that kind of pressure unless her devotees give her candy and then leave her alone.

Pax, Chief Priest to the Angel of Snarkness said...

Does the Primordial Snarkness have any preferred candies that may be offered in propitiatory sacrifice?!

Evn said...

Dude, how am I supposed to know that? You're the Chief Priest; I'm just the divine intermediary between you and the Unknowable.

*sigh*

Okay, listen, we'll figure this out. Let me make some phone calls, and then I'll speak to you through dreams and omens. Just like Maggie Smith did in that movie.

(Geez, this cult thing is hard. I need a cocktail.)

Pax, Chief Priest to the Angel of Snarkness said...

(Makes offerings of suitable cocktails amidst chanting and clouds of incense)