Swallow your coffee first: 'covid'-era satires from Planet Waves
The 'covid' era has been too rich for words — but we've found a few. When crisis strikes, the time is right to make fun of it.
Good morning from New York —
OK, I think this is all of them, finally, in one place…
When the “pandemic” struck, the first thing I did was convene an investigative team — one of many in the history of Planet Waves. But it was impossible to miss the absurdity of what was going on, even as the entire internet turned into a fusion of the obituary section and The Stand by Stephen King — a fantastic work of fiction.
Dancing nurses, New York’s Cuomo Andrew Cuomo saying we need vents, vents vents, the local health food store arresting people for not wearing a “mask,” and on and on. On April 1, 2020, I issued my shortest-ever prank:
Some things made fun of themselves. Below the girl blowing deadly kisses is the response (in a photo) of someone claiming to have a postdoc from Standord University in molecular biology (meaning, science fiction, but not written as well), who had applied to be an assistant editor of Covid19 News, the world’s first ‘covid’ publication.
So this guy applies for the job, with all kinds of ‘scientific credentials’, and in response, I asked him to tell me about about the primers being used for the PCR — a big issue. A core scientific issue. This question is the equivalent of asking someone who claims to be a baseball player the definition of beer.
His response was to declare me a retard and tell me to fuck off. And that about sums up the attitude of scientists toward we, the plebes. That is what happened and is still happening.
Below that glorious image (email taped to an 1895 Ulster County map, from before the Ashokan Reservoir was finished in 1912) are a series of older covid satires from the Covid19 News days, and below that are several from the Substack days. .
There are two audios of note: one is Vaxaholics Anonymous, directed by me at a lovely little brunch party in Accord, N.Y., attended by no less than Mark Crispin Miller, Celia Farber and friends, hosted by sister Bibi Farber. I happened to have my digital recorder…and was just driving by…
The other audio, true but a self-satire, is me working 8th Ave. outside Madison Square Garden on June 21, 2021, interviewing people going into the first all-vaxxed show, featuring the Foo Fighters — that tragic tale. Listen to them go.
Bottom line is, Planet Waves was not taking any shit. Nor are we today.
PS — where does this all end? But of course — a false flag UFO invasion.
PPS — don’t miss my exclusive interview with the virus.
PPPS — don’t miss my super exclusive interview with Rob Brezsny.
PPPPS — speaking of Brezsny, here is Free Pill Astrology, from April 1, 2021 — Your Official Covid Horoscope, feat. Stevie Florist, who is actually a florist.
PPPPPS — This is not a joke.
OK I think I got them all…
With love from your friendly neighborhood astrologer,

Things were so absurd at the time when blowing kisses was outlawed, that I actually believed it for a split second. I'll never forget that and its a good barometer for the insanity of the times
Great idea, kind of like C.C.C. Covid Comedy Central. :-) It's hard for satire to keep up. You posted two days ago the bit about RFK Jr quitting the race and renouncing Lab Leak. Well, yesterday's speech by him in the Phoenix area announcing his withdrawal and endorsement of Trump (which included a segment insisting upon the truthfulness of the "Pandemic" and "COVID") was quite bizarre. But it was nothing compared to the event in Glendale, also in the Phoenix method, a Trump event which Bobby Jr waled in on (by invitation), getting on stage to join Trump while floodlights and flame torches lit up the place like it was a nuclear explosion.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zs6pyszZKwY
FULL RALLY: Robert F. Kennedy Jr. Joins Trump To Endorse Him At Campaign Event In Glendale, Arizona, 8/23/24, an hour and 27 minutes.
I listened to it last night, in the aftermath of an intense day of mindful excursion in the hills east of Richmond, immediately north of Berkeley, as a totally freak rain event (Hardly ever rains in August here) was slowly starting to move in, and digesting the last exceptionally bizarre several weeks of events, and later on some VERY intense music. When the going gets weird, the weird get going.