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Thousands March Against the Common Cold

September 21, 2014

 

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FROM today’s New York Times:

Under leaden skies, throngs of demonstrators stretching as far as the eye could see moved through Midtown Manhattan late Sunday morning, chanting their demands for action on the common cold.

With drums and tubas, banners and floats, the People’s Common Cold March represented a broad coalition of ages, races, geographic locales and interests, with union members, religious leaders, scientists, politicians, manufacturers of tissues and students joining the procession.

“I’m here because I really feel that every major social movement in this country has come when people get together. And besides I had nothing better to do with my life than protest something,” said John Tipton, the president of a teachers’ union. “It begins in the streets.”

“I’m here because I believe the common cold is caused by auto emissions,” said Jane Blankenhorn, a schoolteacher from Brooklyn, who said she had one cold that lasted for five years.

Cold marches were held across the globe on Sunday, from Paris to Papua New Guinea, where no one has ever been known to sneeze, and with world leaders gathering at the United Nations on Tuesday for a rhinovirus summit meeting, marchers said the timing was right for the populist message in support of limits on transmission of germs. Marchers are also asking that all Western countries immediately transfer their national treasuries to countries where the common cold is relatively rare. The signs that marchers held were as varied as the movement: “Colds Are No Fun,” “I Have Tried Everything But I’m Still Coughing” and “Health, Justice, Clean Noses.”

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Perfesser Plum writes:

Reporting live from The March on The Cold:
Many celebs and persons of mental negligibility (but I repeat myself) were in attendance.  Al Gore, resembling a manatee with Cushing’s Syndrome, held a sign saying, “Rhinovirus = Bushitler, and “No Phlegm for Oil.”  Sadly, his girly arms were incapable of raising the sign above his ankles, and so only toddlers and fallen-down drunks got the Manatee’s message, assuming there was a message.  One tyke was overheard asking her mother, “Mommy, who’s that fat slob with the shiny pants seat?”  The tyke’s mother replied, “I don’t know, Honey.  But he’s emitting a most unpleasant smell.”
Mayor De Blasio, sporting a new henna rinse, a string of cheap pearls, Day-Glo earrings, and a heinous plaid jumper, was overheard asking his aide, Melba Toast, a recent graduate of Mel and Ned’s Transgender Emporium (“Our Motto.  We’ll reroute your plumbing any way you want.  Why, we’ll attach it to your forehead.  It don’t make us no nevermind.”), “Does this jumper make my butt look big?”
Al Sharpton showed up, looking like a dapper cadaver, his graying hair greased and spackled into the style he’s made famous—the Alien.   When offered a bit of Kleenex for his nasal drainage, Al replied, “Much we must, and we will much, tissue, as we move forward with must and much more.”  Jesse Jackson added, “Yo, mahahadada oooobulala.”  Everyone nodded at these sage words.
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