From:	TECRUS::WEISENBACH "Let's lynch the landlord!  18-Sep-1991 0812" 18-SEP-1991 08:30:57.06
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Subj:	Time to RSVP for the Pig Roast!

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        WHAT:   PIG ROAST '91 is Oktoberfest!

        WHO:    You, friends, family.

        WHEN:   October 5th! == Oktoberfest!
                (See the swine off at 10pm on the night before, then either
                 stick around all night or show up around noon the next day)

        WHERE:  Lynnee and Steveee McCormick's house¹
                220 Mechanic Street, Upton (directions will come later)

	HOW:	Simple.  RSVP, show up as expected, and bring
		a side-dish to share!  (We'll supply pork and beer, you
                bring the desserts, munchies, and other alternatives!)
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 ¹Can you believe this?  I forgot another silent "E" for each of them in the
  last message.



    You know, it's amazing how similar these Pig Roasts are to the presidential
 campaigns of the Democrats.  Both events look at candidates that have been
 feeding at the public trough for years, growing fat on pork barrels and the
 like.  Both need heavy-weight contenders who have been free of scandal or
 disease, with the muscle and stamina to take a grueling campaign.  The
 Democrats require good diction, but we settle for an FDA stamp.  Even the
 names are similar.  This year we have a choice between Paul Tswine or Tom
 Hogging, although we briefly considered a Wild Virginian ham.  The process is
 about the same too.  While candidates' lives and views are gutted, bled dry,
 and sanitized by the media for public consumption, the butcher does the same
 to the chosen swines.  Of course, the butcher does a neater job and not in
 full view of Dan Rather and his camera crews.  Both the Pig Roast and the
 Democratic bids require the candidate to be able to stand the fire of the
 long campaign without drying up and withering away.  Both the cooking pig and
 the campaigning Democrat scare small children.  And finally, both the porker
 and the Democratic candidate end up getting devoured in the circus-like climax
 of their careers by hordes of young Republicans.  Amazing, right?

    It is, by the way, time to RSVP.  This year the quickest RSVP belongs to
 Mike and Mary Gowan, who take the crown from whoever it was last time.  When
 you do RSVP, please make sure you mention not only how many there will be in
 your party, but also how many will be eating pork.  Try to RSVP before friday
 so the demise of the porker can be arranged.

    Lastly, if you are capable of cooking relatively complex things, it would
 be a good thing to have vegetarian side-dishes as an alternative for people
 who prefer to eat from the lower orders of the food chain.  PC food, as it
 were.