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Tuesday, October 23, 2007

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I recently heard that there was a Titan Class intercontinental ballistic missile base from the '50s, located near Moses Lake (Washington State, U.S.A.) for sale on eBay.

Yes, a nuclear base.

The asking price, according to the article in the London Telegraph, was a measly $1.5 million dollars U.S. Hell, all I'd need to do is round up 15 of my closest friends to chip in and we'd have our own place of business.

For someone like myself - who is secretly convinced that a genetically-engineered plague designed by an aristocrat vampire will one day wipe out most of humanity (except for the lucky few who will survive only to turn into some form of flesh-eating, homicidal, mutant albinos) - this is an ideal place to purchase. I will no longer have to live in fear of zombie invasions, the Four Horsemen, rain of frogs or an attack by crazed vegetable-eating killbots.

What surprised me about the article is that this is only one of many nuclear bases for sale. Although the bases (sadly) do not come with any ICBMs all it would take is a few bribes to a corrupt Chechnyan general and baby we'd be in a position to make ludicrous demands on an unsuspecting world.

Now, to start preparing for a lava-filled moat around the parameters...

8 Comments:

Blogger Fatman said...

There was a cool link via bOING bOING not long ago about a sci-fi writer - Jay Lake's - tour of a nuclear base which you should check out. Whoever you are.

(snip)
"I was struck by one of the strangest sounds I've ever heard in my life as I approached the silo. It was if something large were weeping deep beneath the earth. It took me a few moments to sort out I was hearing a large number of pigeons cooing in their roosts down inside the flame duct and the silo itself, their noises magnified by the incredible echo chamber in which they lived. By the time I realized I could record this with my camera, I'd made too much racket and the pigeons had either fallen silent or flown away.

There's something profoundly poetic about that image — the birds which fill the very cities these missiles were meant to destroy were now nesting in the abandoned cradle of nuclear fire. The wind was capricious as well, whipping and whining around the silos like the ghosts of lost missilemen still carrying their twin launch keys, reaching out across the span of two arms wondering if this time it was not a drill."

5:02 pm  
Blogger Gorilla Bananas said...

Well that's not bad if you get the ground above it as well. Play a game of volleyball and then go down to a quiet place for beer and meditation.
The first thing to install would be a periscope to make sure no one is pissing on your land when you are down below.

6:45 pm  
Blogger kyknoord said...

I'm holding out for when NORAD goes on sale. The ultimate Stargate fan collector's item.

7:27 pm  
Blogger SassyAssy said...

maybe I should move Down Under! That is scary...and on Ebay of all places! People can sell anything these days.

On a brighter note: how have you
been, my friend?

9:04 am  
Blogger Yawn said...

What the hell's wrong with your blog? Did you delete some posts?

Damn I'm bored. Waaayyyy bored. I haven't been this bored in a long time. Man, things are boring. Fucking boring around here. Morphine doesn't help. Just makes me tired and bored. I can't believe how bored I am right now.

OK I've bored you enough. I gotta get back to being bored. Because there's nothing to do, and I'm bored. Man, you have no idea how bored I am.

4:55 am  
Blogger Yawn said...

Drunk by 2pm. That's what I always say. Sometimes.

Now why haven't you posted lately? I may have to throw out a literary assault on your readers----because I'm bored and can't get any crack or heroin.

6:52 am  
Blogger Mermaid of Moorgate said...

Happy new year FATMAN! are you going to be doing any weight-based resolutions? Hm? Have a good one in 2008,love, Merms x

8:06 am  
Blogger SassyAssy said...

Hey Fatman...how about a post or two to welcome 2008????? pretty please?

8:50 am  

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