The response to the Rolling BlogFast for Peace has been overwhelming. We’re up to about 60 or 70 fasters so far, and I’ll wager that a good 25% of them aren’t actually undercover FBI agents. Indeed, my emailbox is packed with requests from socially conscious progressives anxious to starve themselves for world peace and Ed Asner. Here’s a quick look at just the first hour of participants:
12:00-12:10 Liberal Larry
12:10-12:20 Enlarge Your Penis
12:20-12:30 Free Laptop Computer
12:30-12:40 Low Mortgage Rates
12:50-1:00 Prince Mugambe of Nigeria
Thanks to JannyMae, Prince Mugambe, Mr. Penis, and everyone else who has volunteered and/or offered me a free credit report. I will post a full roster of particicipants on Tuesday night.
I’d like to address a few concerns some hesitant readers have expressed before committing themselves to the monumental task ahead of us. First of all, some have requested a specific time slot, or that their 10 minutes don't run consecutively, or the opportunity to pick a specific celebrity that they’d like to starve themsleves for. I’m sorry, but such nonsense would only encourage individualistic behavior. This is a collective effort on a collectivist blog. If you must think for yourself, go do it on Little Green Turdballs.
Others have been a little more creative in how they would like to show their support. Reader Matt Reilly promised not to eat any celebrities between now and the day BushHitler is brought to justice. A noble sacrifice, but perhaps an unrealistic one. You never know when you might be snowbound in the Himalayas with the cast of The West Wing. Trapped for months without any food, a voluntary fast for peace would become a promise you'd live to regret. In time, you'd forget you made it at all. Then one day, as the snow begins to melt from Mt. Kilamanjaro (thanks to Bush's refusal to ratify Kyoto) a rescue team would find you alone amongst a pile of half-eaten celebrities, gnawing the last vestiges of gristle off of Martin Sheen's Emmy-winning femur. So much for World Peace then, eh Matt?
Other readers have asked whether publishing their names and cities of residence is very wise, considering what the Bush Junta does to dissenters. I confess I never really thought about that. In my selfless desire to end the war and save Ben Affleck from starvation, I may have unwittingly handed Bush what amounts to a "hit list". Personally, I’m not afraid of publishing my name, but I couldn’t live with myself if any of my readers woke up at Gitmo one morning with urine stains on their Holy Quran. So if anyone prefers that I not publish their full name, let me know and I’ll just print your first name and last initial.
Finally, to cover my legal backside, I must ask that anyone who is pregnant and hasn’t yet had an abortion please refrain from participating in the Rolling BlogFast. I’m sorry to exclude you from the party, but that’s the price you pay for not exercising your Right to Choose.