ConstantCommentary® Vol. II, No. 29, September 24, 1998

So Sue Me . . .

by Mike Jasper


Kansas sucks

Kansas sucks. Let me say it again. I don't want to be accused of mincing my words. Kansas... sucks.

Thank god I live in Austin, Texas.

Have you ever driven through Kansas? No? Have you ever tried to snort cattle? Just tie a cow patty around your rear view mirror and you'll get the idea. Kansas sucks and it stinks.

IMPORTANT KANSAS FACTS

The Kansas state bird is the house fly.

The Kansas state motto is "Road Work Ahead."

Kansas' number one export is people. In cars. Leaving as fast as they can.

The capital of Kansas is NOBODY'S FUCKIN' BUSINESS.

If I had been to Kansas before 1996, I would have cast a sympathy vote for Bob Dole. I mean it. Because I understand now. He didn't really want to be president. He just couldn't stomach the thought of moving back to Kansas.

YOU CAN'T GET THERE FROM HERE!!!

Last week I was driving through Kansas and saw a road sign that said, "Highway 83 is closed. Seek alternate route." Hmmm, I thought, maybe it's an old sign. After all, I hadn't seen another one like it for the last 30 miles. I decided to stop for gas at a small Kansas town and ask the attendant. I forget the name of the town. Bumfuck, I think. I do remember the name of the attendant: Orville.

"Is Highway 83 okay today?"

"It would be if it were open," he said. Thanks Orville. My right foot has been working great today, but it might not be too functional if I stuck it three feet up your ass.

As it turns out Orville was right. The road was closed. I took an alternative route, the scenic route they called it. Long stretches of weeds surrounded by long stretches of tilled land reserved for crops the government pays farmers not to grow. Breathtaking.

Can I say anything good about Kansas? Sure. Kansas helps raise the self-esteem of its neighbors, Oklahoma and Nebraska. "Sure," those people say. "We suck. But at least we don't suck as bad as Kansas." The value of that service is immeasurable.

On the way to Kansas I had to drive through Oklahoma. I stopped for gas in Stillwater, home of Oklahoma State University. Cozy school. Campus housing is a trailer court.

Nebraska sits due north of Kansas (for those of you who haven't studied Third World geography). In Nebraska I stopped to see a friend in North Platte, where Buffalo Bill Cody and the other 22,650 residents are buried. Usually in snow.

Since I was going for the full Midwest experience, I kept heading north to South Dakota where I passed a town called Oral. Do I have to tell you that place sucks? In Hot Springs, South Dakota I stopped at a teeth-optional bar called Yogi's. The bartender, Boo-Boo, served me many Budweisers. I fit right in.

By the way, Hot Springs features a store called the Kum & Go. I think we've all been there before.

No story about the Midwest would be complete without saying a few words about the wonderful cuisine. I can remember every meal I had last week, but I don't want to bore you with the details. Here's a quick rundown: On Monday I ate red meat. Tuesday I ate some more red meat and on Wednesday the menu also featured red meat. Thursday I ate red meat with a side of pork (white meat, I guess) followed by more red meat throughout the weekend. In the Midwest macaroni and cheese is considered a veggie.

IF YOU CAN READ THIS, YOU ARE NO LONGER IN KANSAS!!!

I know what you're thinking. Jasper... baby... sweetheart. What about your readers in Kansas? Aren't they going to be pissed? Maybe. That is, if I actually have any readers in Kansas. I have no idea.

If I do have readers in Kansas then they're people whose primary goal is to leave Kansas. Think about it. What's the first thing Dorothy did in the Wizard of Oz after she finished singing "Somewhere Over The Rainbow?" She tried to get the fuck out of Kansas, right? Even fictional characters want to blow the dive. In fact, if you now live in Kansas and can read this entire column without moving your lips, I guarantee you'll leave one day.

I do have some readers FROM Kansas but that doesn't count.

NO ONE EATS A NAKED LUNCH IN KANSAS!!!

What about Lawrence, Kansas? Surely that's a cool place, right? William Burroughs used to live there. Einstein's brain is stored in a pickle jar there, the city boasts a thriving music scene and it's a college town.

Forget about it. Burroughs is dead, someone moved Einstein's brain to the East Coast, the good Kansas singer-songwriters now live in Austin and the college? I hear the college is planning to move. To Stillwater.

Gentlemen, start your trailers.

Wait! I just thought of a good thing about Kansas. Are you a little overweight like me? Or extremely overweight like most of my friends? Want to look fit and trim without dieting? Move to Kansas. If you can keep your weight within two figures of normal, you'll be considered in shape. Possibly svelte.

The Kansas state slogan should be: "Kansas -- we make the rest of the country look a whole lot better!"

Another known fact: Kansas is the third notch in the Bible belt. Makes sense to me. Why wouldn't you believe in life after death when you live in a place that doesn't offer much life after birth?

YOU ARE NOW MORE THAN HALFWAY THROUGH THIS COLUMN AND KANSAS STILL SUCKS!!!

At one time -- long before I visited the state -- I thought Kansas was all right. It evoked images of wheat fields and John Cougar Mellencamp songs. Besides, Joe Montana and George Brett used to live there. How bad could it be? I noticed, though, that as soon as their respective football and baseball contracts were up they got the hell out of Kansas. Bob Dole still lives in Kansas, but I have it on good account that Dole's brain has been moved to the East Coast and now sits in a pickle jar next to Einstein's. How's that for a study in contrasts.

Truth is, I like Dole a lot better since he's been doing Visa commercials and taking Viagra. I don't know what that says about me.

I'm not telling you that Kansas is the WORST state in the union. It might very well be next to worst. All I'm really telling you is that I've never been to Arkansas. (Have you ever noticed that Arkansas is just Kansas with an AR in front?)

Look. I don't have an ax to grind here. Sure, I was a little ticked off that a FEDERALLY FUNDED highway was shut down in September. I was slightly pissed that I had to take an alternate route that forced me to remain in Kansas an extra hour. And I really didn't like having to wait five minutes to take a one-lane detour following a government lead car going all of 30 miles-per-hour because the state of Kansas decided it would be a good idea to dig up all of their shitty roads while I was on my GOD DAMN FUCKIN' VACATION.

Still, I'm not a petty person. I wouldn't waste your valuable time writing a column just because I had a bad day in traffic. No, I just wanted to share my objective opinion with you in case -- for some stupid reason -- you're planning a vacation that requires you to drive through Kansas. Trust me. You might think the last 36 paragraphs are nothing more than a tirade written by an egotistical Texan, but you'd be wrong. It was written by an ex-Californian now living in Texas. I swear I'm not getting paid by the states of Nebraska and Oklahoma to write this. Absolutely nothing influenced this decision. I just decided to rag on Kansas as a public service. I hope you appreciate that.

By the way Kansas State University defeated the University of Texas at Austin in football, 48-7.

Be sure to check out next week's column, which is tentatively titled:

HOW TO BURN DOWN A MAJOR UNIVERSITY!!!

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STANDARD DISCLAIMER: This column aims to be funny. If you can read anything else into it, you're on your own. Copyright 1998 by Mike Jasper.