Just when Mojo has utterly convinced herself that she is indeed the Goddess people claim they worship on a regular and worshipful basis, something comes along which makes her suspect, just for a nanosecond, that maybe--just PERHAPS--she might not be just as smart as she thinks she is.
For example, I direct the town's library, so I can spend vast amounts of taxpayer money on library books. And library books are a little different from the books you buy at the book store. For starters, if your library keeps the dust jackets on the books (and ours does), you get these clear plastic covers to protect them. We used to cover our own covers--and there's an art to it--but lately Mojo has found a new supplier who covers the covers for us. Which is nice because covering books is kinda dull, tedious work. Granted, you get to play with tape and scissors, but it gets old purty quick.
So yesterday I get a great big box of new books in from the distributor. Which for me is like Christmas, and how many of you can say that about your job? Heh, I thought not, losers. Just another example of Mojo's charmed life while you stumble about in the dregs. But I digress.
So one of these books is something called Counterknowledge, with the subtitle How we surrendered to conspiracy theories, quack medicine, bogus science and fake history, by a Damian Thompson. It sounded, at least from the cover, to be just the sort of healthy skepticism Mojo is attracted to, so as I was emptying out the box I quickly flip through it.
Only to find that all the printing is upside down.
What's the first thing that pops into Mojo's head? The obvious thing, which is the person at the distributor processed the book and accidently put the cover on upside down? (Which is what happened, duh.)
No, the first thing Mojo thinks is "Wow! Lookit this! They printed the ENTIRE BOOK upside down!"
All Mojo had to do was add one more tiny fake factoid--like "SPACE ALIENS printed the entire book upside down!"--to make the poor author scream in frustration over the future of society's intellect. But Mojo's not quite down there. Yet.
Anyway, so I had to rip the book pocket out of the book and put a new one in the right place, at the beginning of the book instead of upside down at the end. But that is another exciting blog post for another day.....