Acts of the Hummus Idol, October Edition

October is my favorite month. Aside from the fact that children and adults are embracing the dark side and opening themselves to possession by Satan’s minions by dressing in costumes on All Hallow’s Eve as part of the mainstream and commercialized “Halloween” and thus increasing the stranglehold of evil over your mortal realm…*snicker*…damn, I couldn’t keep a straight face there. *sigh* Although it is funny how many fundamentalist Christians I’ve tricked into believing that is true, causing them to make their kids hate them for years by denying them trick-or-treating or forcing them to dress as angels every year. I love eff-ing around with those folks. Anyway, the real reason I love this month is that National Hummus Day takes place on October 16 and the HummusPalooza Festival runs from October 9-12 in Woodstock, N.Y. My power peaks this month as a result, and I fully expect to control the very fabric of creation by the 21st. But until then, when I subjugate all of you, I will continue to answer your queries…

I, the great and powerful Hummus Idol, will now entertain your questions and grant unto you the wisdom that only a pile of very angry crushed chickpeas, tahini, olive oil and other seasonings can offer. Don’t let the smiling face fool you. I am a fridge-cold killah. Bow down before me, speak your question, and incline your ears or any other convenient part of your anatomy as I spew my advice upon thee.

Q: Paper or plastic? – Hawa K. Bond, author of Fackin Truth Blog

A: It is rare for me to apologize; in fact, this will be the first time in 327 years, and I hope to go another 400 or so before I do it again. But Hawa asked this question in the comments section for my July edition, and I never did answer her. I’m sorry. I will rectify that now.

The answer is, quite clearly: Leather. I have existed since the dawn of recorded history, when one of the first preparers of hummus accidentally cut the finger of his virgin daughter and inadvertently spilled her blood upon the crushed chickpeas and tahini, as an errant lightning bolt fell from the sky to strike the delightful mixture while one of the dark old gods was passing by a few miles away, thus causing the hummus to obtain the powerful sentience and untold mystical might that is me, the Hummus Idol! …um…pardon me. I got caught up in the moment there. What I meant was that I have been around a long time, and I know that nothing beats a good leather sack. Preferably sueded.

I consider paper good only for writing down the names of individuals upon whom I plan to lay horrifying curses, and plastic is not only environmentally harmful because of the lack of biodegradability but it also makes me chafe.

Q: I am a Wiccan, and I am very offended by the girls who dress up as witches every Halloween, wearing black robes and pointy hats, with warty noses and green skin, and carrying brooms that they pretend to fly around on. What’s up with that? Can’t people have any respect? And could you zap a few of them for me, please? – Cynthia Felize, Berkeley, Calif.

A: Well, if you’re like most Wiccans, you embraced this religion as part of the New Age movement or because it sounded cool and wasn’t as grim as becoming a goth chick. I’m sorry, but this religion was created in the mid-20th Century by a guy with a questionable backstory. You are entitled to your beliefs, but modern Wicca is, in my garlic-infused opinion, a creation for people who want religion but don’t like any kind of god that actually expects anything of you. So, considering that the witch archetype so commonly sported this month predates your practices by centuries, you should stop complaining. Shit, you already call yourselves wiccans instead of witches, so what are you bitching about? Also, you don’t hear nurse practitioners raising a ruckus about women who wear fetishy nurse get-up with fishnets and high heels, do you? And are people of gypsy decent making a big to-do when people dress up like them, looking like some kind of cross between a pirate and a hobo? Away from me, you fascist pusher of unnecessary and oppressive politically correct doctrine.

Q: Am I going to win this election? – Barry O., Chicago, Illinois

A: If you had asked me 8 years ago, I would have said “yes” in a heartbeat, as you clearly outclass your competitor in style, panache, intelligence, temperament and logic. And even though your running-mate is a little crazy, he isn’t nearly as bad as your competitor’s sidekick. But sadly, it’s still a toss-up, Senator. I mean, this nation elected George W. Bush and then re-elected him to a second term. A former coke-head and alcoholic with a history of running businesses badly, who was mediocre student in college, and who was governor in a state where the governorship is mostly a figurehead position. Besides, I’m not going to expend the effort to pierce the veil of the future and tell you for sure unless you plan to hand over your immortal soul. I can put it right on the shelf next to Sarah Palin’s…

Q: Do you have any idea where my wedding ring is? My wife is going to kill me if she notices it’s gone. -Harold Feebler, Crisco, Wyoming

A: Yeah. It fell into the shallow grave that you buried your sixth serial murder victim in last night.

Look, your wife never notices the smell of fresh earth on you every month on the night of the full moon, and she’s never commented about the strange bloodstains or your habit of smearing your own feces on your face as penance for your sexual addiction to prostitutes. I’m pretty sure if you just buy a cheap ring from the jewelry store in the mall tomorrow you won’t have a problem.

But you are going to burn in hell all the same.

(Image by Stewart Butterfield, who is not affiliated with this blog and who doesn’t even know I or my opinions exist, and used under Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 License)

(Hummus Idol does not speak as a representative or agent of Deacon Blue or anyone else associated with this blog. In fact, Hummus Idol doesn’t exist. He is wholly and completely a manufactured character that acts as an angry facade behind which Deacon Blue can hide for petty entertainment purposes and for times when he needs to be extra crusty and get shit off his chest. That said, you can feel free to shower the Hummus Idol with offerings of jewelry, money or fine art…he will make sure it goes someplace where it is needed.) View complete list of Humus Idol entries here.


6 Responses to “Acts of the Hummus Idol, October Edition”

  1. October 1, 2008 at 8:19 am

    Deacon: Your sense of humor is stellar. SNL should be reading your blog for routines to steal.

  2. 2 Deacon Blue
    October 1, 2008 at 9:32 am

    Thank you, sir. Sadly, though, my humor is only good for the written word. I’m surprised my wife hasn’t divorced me yet for the goofily annoying sense of humor I have in real life.

  3. October 1, 2008 at 3:18 pm

    I was one of those kids denied the right to participate in Halloween, but I never hated my parents for it. Well, I disliked them a little when I was younger, but the older I got the most I understood their decision. And it’s a decision I plan to carry forward with my son.

  4. 4 Deacon Blue
    October 1, 2008 at 3:26 pm

    I respect that, Big Man. I get a little more acid with the Hummus Idol entries, and often go a bit beyond my actual feelings on matters for the comedic effect.

    Myself, I don’t fret about Halloween really but given that believing in God means believing in spiritual enemies, I can understand how some people would worry. To me, it’s not unlike those who try to keep their kids away from other, more commercially oriented holidays to combat consumerism. Not my cup ‘o tea, but not something I would seriously and actively ridicule.

  5. October 2, 2008 at 4:32 pm

    Oh I didn’t take offense. The Hummus Idol’s comments reminding me of discussions I’ve had at work about the topic.

  6. June 30, 2009 at 2:28 pm

    Hi! I was surfing and found your blog post… nice! I love your blog. 🙂 Cheers! Sandra. R.

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