Have you ever wondered if Dr. Oz purchased one of the famed pair of ruby red slippers from MGM’s wardrobe sale?

I have … but then, I’m a “wonderer.”

Maybe he knew he’d need them in his quest to become the Wizard of PA as he continues his storied career as physician, surgeon, TV Star, Snake Oil Salesman … and soon to be politician.

He’d look stunning in his “Ruby Reds” as he dances along the yellow brick   campaign trail throughout the interior hills and dales of rural PA … dodging the potholes of his dubious past.

At the international headquarters of Seriously Absurd, the big money’s on the “Ruby Reds” as part of Oz’s Philly-delphia Main Line wardrobe ensemble … as opposed to the more rustic PA countryside.

The Amish don’t do “red” … nor do they do “ostentatious.”

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Perhaps the biggest question is, how will the good doctor bamboozle Pennsylvanians into voting for him since his current and longest residency is in neighboring New Jersey?

But if the Kennedy’s can pick-n-choose residency states … and Madame Clinton can do so, too … I guess the Wizard-is-Oz can pull it off.

I wonder if the family dog has been re-named, Toto.

Just how far can we carry this Wizard imagery for the Good Fellow Oz?

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If he quacks like a Quack … walks like a Quack … and practices medicine like a Quack … then he must be a Quack.

Move over Senator Rand Paul … if the Wizard-is-Oz makes it to Capitol Hill, your role as “Quack General of the Senate” may be under siege.

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Never mind that American voters can’t recall the good doctor’s humiliating inquisition by the US Senate demanding that he explain in simple terms his sham of “medically proven” weight loss remedies!

Oz single handedly destroyed the “alternate-fact-truth-base” of the giant weight loss programs endorsed by the likes of the forever young Osmonds, Dan Marino, Rob Lowe and other shameless celebs.

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No fakery escapes him!

Ever the opportunist, “Quack-a-Doodle” Oz jumped onto the MAGA led GOP stage leading the charge in the COVID-19 misinformation wars.

As The Benighted Elderberry-Prince-of-Oz he touted his worthless supplements of elderberry lozenges and syrups … which were scooped up by the case by drooling MAGA Red Hatters looking for a quick COVID-19 cure.

When he touted Hydroxychloroquine as yet another COVID-19 magic bullet, he ultimately had to issue a public statement admitting there was no “hard evidence of its effectiveness against COVID-19.”

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In his announcement for his Senate candidacy, Doc Oz proudly proclaimed … “I’m running for the Senate to empower you to control your destiny, to reinvigorate our great nation, and to reignite the divine spark that we should always be seeing in each other.”

Hmmm … maybe this time we’ll listen to the early warnings of Oz’s medical colleagues … “Over many years, Oz has shown himself to be a self-aggrandizing, dishonest grifter!

“He’s a snake oil salesman.”

Sound familiar?

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And … please someone clean up those Mephistophelian eyebrows … he’s one scary dude … maybe he’s the “Q” behind QAnon.

Just sayin’ …

The brain of a fruit fly is about the size of a poppy seed … and about as easy to overlook as the brain of The Red Capped MAGA GOP Baser.

Most people don’t think of a fly as having a brain … but, according to research recently reported in the New York Times … flies can lead quite rich lives.

That’s at least one step up when compared to The Red Capped MAGA Baser … whose life-view appears to match that of a green-slime-swamp-dwelling-denizen.

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Flies are capable of sophisticated behaviors like navigating diverse landscapes … but so are Devin “The-Presidential-Buttboy-And-Midnight-Messenger” Nunes (soon to be the “Truth Social Platform Buttboy”) and Sean “The-Ex-Hedge-Hiding-Press-Avoider” Spicer.

Flies engage in tussling with rivals … but then The Red Capped Basers brag of Corey “I-Haven’t-Met-A-Woman-I-Wouldn’t-Like-To-Pound” Lewandowsky and Montana’s new GOP governor Greg “I-Haven’t-Met-A-Reporter-I-Wouldn’t-Like-To-Body-Slam” Gianforte.

Hmmm … we might have a bit of a problem with our next comparison because flies like to “serenade” their new partners … while our experience reveals that a Red Capped MAGA Baser’s idea of romance is along Cro-Mangon lines … a little clubbing followed by p***y grabbing concluded with a traditional hair drag to the man cave.

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Researchers tell us that the speck size of the fly brain is incredibly complex containing 100,000 neurons and tens of millions of connections, or synapses, between them.

Rigorous scientific research … and the latest Vegas odds … reveal little if any neural activity and no connections with real life decision making in the average Red Capped Baser brain … which is also reported as “speck sized” … and okay with wearing an elk antler headdress to a capitol riot site.

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A large portion of the fly brain is crucial for sleep, learning and navigation.

In that other brain, the central function appears to focus entirely on Pabst Blue Ribbon beer consumption … KFC and Mickey D mega meals … absorbing endless conspiracy theories from specious sources and publicly displaying their fetish for high-powered automatic weapons.

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Members of the fruit fly brain research team identified specific neural pathways that seem to help the fly keep track of its head and body orientation … they don’t think they’re “going to the Capitol Building for a picnic.”

The amazing fruit fly thinks like a GPS … they know where they’re going and generally can take the most direct route to get there.  They’re not like a wandering-lost-Texas-pickup-truck-tribe searching for the parking spot closest to the front door at Hooters!

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So listen up Buttercup MAGA Hatters … you’ve met your match and it’s not a Democrat, an Independent, a BLM supporter, a Libtard, or even a Biden “Brandon Lover!”

It’s a tiny Effing fly with a brain the size of a poppy seed!

So if you want to see the size of the brain that’s kicking your political ass … go chomp on a poppy seed bagel!

Just sayin’ …

As soon as Tony Fauci and Debi Birx heard the White House pulled the plug on “The Donald Showcases COVID-19” … they entered into high level discussions of their own to launch a science based new “docu-series” … “Pandemic Rapid Response: Fauci & Birx.”

According to a major network … Fauci & Birx made themselves available when the Donald Trump Coronovirius Task Force released them from their daily appearance obligations … known in The West Wing circles as “The Donald Beats COVID-19 Staged Show.”

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A West Wing spokes person refused to point to the show’s ratings free fall as the reason it was canceled.  The fact that viewership crashed right after The Donald started hogging the spotlight with his “mega-pearances” was also denied.

The anonymous source blamed the two doctors indicating “they just simply didn’t have the star power needed to keep pace with The Donald’s demands.”

According to The Donald … he wants a more dynamic-duo to move into the Fauci/Birx vacant slot … Drs. Phil & Oz are rumored “to have that inside track!”

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The Fauci/Birx new docu-series format will showcase C-19 “Hotspots” throughout the US.

Given the COVID cases recently infecting two White House staffers and nary a mask to be found in the West Wing … the show’s premier might feature the Offal Office.

Fauci and Birx assure viewers that real science and fact based evidence will form the basis for each show.  We won’t take our material from use of infrared lights shoved up patient’s butts … Clorox Cocktails … Voodoo, Witch Doctors … or the now infamous “Plandemic video” … exposed on the Internet as “Fake Medicine.”

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Cameo appearances by some of TV’s most loved doctors will add star power to the Docu-series.

Scheduled for the first show is Hugh Laurie … of “House” fame … recreating his role as an acerbic infectious disease expert whose brutal honesty and antisocial tendencies make it hard to determine medical truth from fiction!

Look for stars from other highly rated “TV Doc Shows” to beg their own cameo appearances.

Hmmm … maybe shows like “Doogie Howser” … “Doctor Who” …  and, the eternal “General Hospital?”

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Word behind the scenes is that Tony and Debi will also schedule “real-life docs” based on their own years of successful hand-to-hand-combat in the infectious disease field.

This could be a “case where truth is stranger than fiction” … if it only could be our reality!

Just sayin’ …

Occasionally I exchange serious … as opposed to absurd e-mails … with a group of friends.

This exchange … a discussion on “how to help yourself have a better day” … occurred a few days ago.

I put in my two cents worth because in my next life I definitely plan to be the Anne Landers … Doctor Phil … or Dr. Ruth of the time.  I just love to give advice.

It’s based on my friend “Bill’s” email and my offering advice.

So far, no one’s responded, “Hey Huss, stuff it!”

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“Bill … you offered some good advice … like you don’t answer your cell phone until 10 AM or tune into Cable News until noon.”

I’m generally off my cell phone most of the day, too … but that’s because I’ve forgotten where I last placed, saw or dropped it.

As for Cable News … I only watch when I’m feeling suicidal … or I’ve decided to drink … which is pretty much anytime my eyes are open.

I’m banned from ladders now … it’s an age thing …  so when I OD on Cable News and desperately want to take that final leap … it’s off the edge of my front walk … and results in a severely sprained ankle.

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I’m proud, Bill that “you try not to put unnecessary pressure on yourself.”

I’ve determined that the only pressure I can handle is whether it will be a “clear liquor day” or a “brown liquor day.”

The only daily chore I face is before I go to bed … to check and make sure my icemaker hasn’t jammed.

A full ice bin is a harbinger of a “better day.”

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Surrounding yourself, Bill, with positive thoughts and energy is a really good thing.

I … on the other hand … have pretty much given up thinking … both good and bad thoughts.  Thinking hurts my hair and I’ve determined that it’s not really all that good for me.

I’m okay with traffic laws … except for stop signs … which I consider to be suggestions.

I also randomly drop public F-bombs … mostly to jangle the nerves of Fundamentalists … who now-a-days seem to be everywhere.

If they also make eye contact with me … I apologize and tell them I suffer from a rare form of “F***ing Tourettes” … and to please pray for my recovery.

I also remind them … if they’re still within hearing range … “It’s what Jesus would want them to do.”

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Empirical evidence has proven without a doubt that I can most easily improve everyone’s day by staying home … preferably inside.

So I frequently help make my Mount Dora world “a better place” by being an-inside-person.

Just sayin’ … HUSS

We live in an alternative-fact, post-truth era.

Nothing incites our National League of Health Lemmings to dive over the cliff of wellbeing more than the latest non-science non-thinking nonsense of a Gwyneth Paltrow endorsed star-based pseudo-health recommendation.

It’s one thing to attack my bacon, eggs, cheese, red meat, if-I-can’t-pronounce-it-don’t-eat-it, daily requirement diet based on limiting those calories, and by-God-never-letting-butter-touch-my-lips.

But it’s quite another to tell me that all my ills, ails, blockages, and flatulence will disappear while consuming one simple food item.

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Where else … other than LA … would this claim to be a super food with super curative powers emanate?

The guru and perpetrator of this health fraud … oops, I mean “food” … Anthony William isn’t a certified nutritionist or medical doc … hold on to your seat … he  proclaims to be a “medical medium.”

C’mon man … he’s a “Fruit and Veggie Whisperer?”  Or, a “Root and Nut Conjurer?”

Get this … the dude goes on to say, “I’m not a graduate of anything.  I’ve just been doing this my whole life.”

Great … I’ve got nothing against being self-taught using your entire life experience.  But I’d feel a lot better if you were “doing this” for your whole life and you were in your 80’s!

Since you’re not even close to your 80’s … your claim of “lifetime experience” is a dubious strategy.

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If you want to hop on Gwyneth’s latest “health-wagon” … “eat your way to good health with one simple food”… just take a quick run to the produce section of your neighborhood supermarket.

You don’t even have to go to a Whole Foods/Amazon, Trader Joe’s, Lucky’s Market or any of the LA or Manhattan “star-laced-veggie-boutiques.”

You do need to know that in some of these more upscale urban areas where the 1% Lemmings hangout … you’ll probably pay a premium for this super food because “Gwyneth-Loving-Health-Wagon Hoarders” have created shortages.

This just shows you how Lemming-esque we are as a consumer group.

I mean … when’s the last time you reached for celery and the bin was empty?

Oops … my bad … now the Medical Medium’s big secret’s out … it’s celery juice!

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Good news … Maybe we’ll be talking more about Anthony William and his magical celery juice while my least BFF in the world, Gwyneth, slides into the La Brea Tar Pits.

Better news … I’m off to my vodka stash … I bet I can turn this celery s**t into a real health drink!

Sooo, sooo healthy I am!

Just sayin’ …

I’d finished shopping … and was in a hurry to get home.

Only three “live cashiers” were open … all with lines that rivaled last chance sales on a Mega-Buck-Power-Ball-Night!

I made an executive decision and inched fearfully toward the dreaded … “Self-Check-Out-Lanes.”

How hard could it be?  After a few mishaps … I “became one with ATMs.”  Even we Luddites are trainable!

I pushed my cart up to a station.

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A way-too-loud-and-Rude-Robotic-Voice blared … “Please scan your first item.”

I started simple.

I scanned a can … a task millions of cashiers mastered with a flip of their wrist … smiling and chatting at the same time.

Swish went my can.

Immediately the Rude-Robotic-Voice barked … “Remove the item from the scanner” … I jumped and complied … what’s with this dude?

I grabbed my first produce item … gingerly placed it on the scanner.

I’m instructed to “Look up the item on the screen.”  Fortunately bananas are easy to spot … I touched the screen and removed the bananas before being chided for my tardiness.

Success was ephemeral … I was ordered to “Please re-scan your item” with the clear sub-textual implication … “You Effing Moron.”  I re-scanned it, quickly removing it before Herr Scanner went on a another rant.  The pressure was mounting …

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Sweat beaded up on my brow … I had three leeks banded together in a bunch.

They weren’t showing up on the screen.  I glanced around and noticed someone “swiping” their screen … it flipped to another page … I did that and voila … there’s a leek … I poked the screen.

Rude-Robot-Voice told me … “Enter the number of items.”

Well … there’re three leeks … but one bunch.  So I punched “3” and immediately saw I’d paid over eight dollars for my leeks.

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I looked around for the “Self-Checkout-Rescue-Agent” … but another surprise, surprise … no one was there to rescue me.

In fact, I saw three other pissed-off people in front of their Rude Robots punching buttons and receiving loud rude messages in return!

I made another executive decision … and finished my order.

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Instead of going home I headed over to “Customer Dis-Service” … and waited the mandatory 15 minutes.

My receipt fortunately decided to stay with me and not lose itself in whatever alien territory important receipts went … so I showed it to the human-type-person behind the counter.

She smiled … then reassured me I was not the only guy who overpaid for leeks … refunded my money and told me … “Have a good one!”

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I was much happier after human contact … though I’d never been able to figure out just what “Good One” I was supposed to have.

I didn’t ask her … I left with my leeks, money, personal contact … and in search of my own “Good One.”

Just sayin’ …

This just in …

Seriously Absurd reports a vast movement sweeping the US … apparently a spinoff fueled by the Blackface appearance of Virginia Governor Ralph Northam and Attorney General Mark Herring.

In support of public racists … latent racists are moving “out-of-the-closet” popping up wearing “Orangeface.”

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It’s the “Rage” and the White House is … enraged.

Stunned Republicans called for the impeachment of Nancy Pelosi … and the appointment of a Special Investigator to get to the bottom of this clear and present danger.

Democrats have been spotted sneakily snickering in committee meetings … and in town hall meetings … they’ve been forced to wear Depends fearing they’ll wet their pants in glee.

According to one Congressman, “For the first time in 2½ years we’ve got something to be happy about!”

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Delivering their opening monologues in “Orangeface” … Late Night TV comics experienced ratings tsunamis.

Recognizing an opportunity … Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper launched their latest solo-duet … “You might hate me in Black … but you’ll love me in Orange.”

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Special KKK rallies supporting these new racists have sprung up throughout the South … with Klanspeople dancing manically in their new “Orange Rally Robes” around huge bonfires stoked by blazing orange flames.

Not wanting to be left out, counter protesting Black Lives Matter groups are busy hanging “Orangeface” effigy dolls from balconies, tree limbs, yard arms, flag poles, and bus stops.

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An orange food coloring shortage has Amazon scrambling to fulfill orders.

To keep up with the 1000’s of daily requests, Amazon employees have suspended participation in all office pools related to the size and identifiable markings on Jeff’s dick.

One Amazonian was quoted as saying, “We’re psyched … it’s like we really have a purpose now.  Everyone deserves to have a viable supply of orange coloring that’s safe to ingest and easy to use.”

On condition of anonymity … another Amazon worker said … “We’re 100% behind Jeff’s Dick Wars against Pecker’s Pecker.”

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SNL favorite Alec Baldwin steadfastly refuses to disclose his source for his trademark “Trump Orangeface.”

According to Baldwin, “It’s a closely held NBC secret.  Even if you water-boarded me … I wouldn’t reveal it.”

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The national leadership of the NAACP states that they see no racial implications for the “Orangeface” rage.

According to one spokesman, “We’re aware of only one person with an ‘Orangeface’ … and frankly we don’t care what you do to insult or embarrass that Motherf***er.”

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Yes, Virginia … there is an “Orangeface” … and it’s definitely replaced Blackface.

Just sayin’ …