What started as a fun lark during a drunken poker game with Bob and Charlie has turned into a stampede of famous celebrities, both alive and dead, calling me to offer to "Help out". The troops have rallied round clerkmanifesto, and every famous celebrity you can shake a stick out wants "pose with a bugheart".
It is very nice of them. But maybe they don't believe me when I tell them "The same eight readers who were here before you posed with a bugheart will be all that's left after you pose with the bugheart." Then I add: "Except maybe minus one."
"Minus one?" The celebrity asks worriedly.
"Don't worry. That won't be because of you. It's just how things work here at clerkmanifesto."
They are relieved, and they want to help out anyway. They simply don't understand obscurity, except maybe Van Gogh, but he's so quiet and hard to read.
So, sure, the celebrity comes over. We choose the heart. We carefully pick out the beetle, tamping down our squeamishness. We take a few dozen pictures under the lights. And then we choose the one or two best pictures from the group. Voila, Julia Child with a bugheart!
I awkwardly say "Really the best way to help clerkmanifesto, if you want, is just by reading it."
They all look a little awkward and sheepish when I say that, and reply "I keep meaning to."
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