HOW TO LOSE FRIENDS AND COMPOUND PEOPLE'S GRIEF

If you've not finished grieving yet you'd probably better not read this. Fuck off and firebomb someone coming out of the shower with a towel wrapped around their head.

One man has been rather silent since that whole World Trade Centre thing, dontchathink? Why haven't we seen David Copperfield (the Dickens character who jumped over the Great Wall of China on a motorbike and stole the Statue of Liberty but put it back before anyone noticed it had gone, not the supremely wonderful magician who has not a damn thing to do with anything I write either today below, or tomorrow in a legally obligated apology to him) doing the rounds on the news? Everyone else has been wheeled out to sit in front of a background of the plane hitting and the plane hitting and the plane hitting and the plane hitting and the plane hitting from another angle and the plane hitting and the plane hitting and the plane hitting and the people jumping and the plane hitting and the plane hitting and the doll in the rubble that's stronger than a building inhabited by businessmen except for the school on the 87th floor with all the children and all their dolls and not planted by a fucking evil fucking journalist and the plane hitting and the plane hitting and the plane hitting and a fireman crying (dust in the eyes) and the plane hitting and the plane hitting, and talk about how they very nearly went to New York last year, and explaining Arabic culture to everyone because they went to school with someone who had a pretty powerful suntan, so why not David Copperfield (the Dickens character, and very much not the supremely wonderful magician, who's supremely wonderful, and almost certainly understands that whole satire thing)? He's keeping a low profile, that's why.

Laying low, letting Wendy swing his surgically enhanced cock around in bombing poor defenceless murderhappy terrorists who just want to go about their business of killing people in peace, David Copperfield (the Dickens character, who popped out of the book knocking dull words sprawling, and once again very much 100% not the supremely wonderful magician who has never and will never have anything to do with anything illegal, least of all terrorist activity) enjoys the misdirection that everyone falls for, as they look towards Osama bin Laden. Whilst David Copperfield the magician would appreciate the misdirection more than David Copperfield the Dickens character does, I remind you yet again that I'm not talking about David Copperfield the magician. David Copperfield, the Dickens character, is the person responsible for the World Trade Centre attacks; David Copperfield the magician very much isn't, and anyone who says so could and should be sued within an inch of their restraining order.

David Copperfield, the Dickens character, was also a magician with a penchant for making things disappear. He's one of the many sources of inspiration for David Copperfield the magician, but David Copperfield, the magician, didn't draw any inspiration at all from David 'I'm A Dickens Character' Copperfield's illegal activities. I want to be perfectly clear about that: David Copperfield the magician is a fine upstanding human being whom I love and respect as much as any other human being I've never met, nor had anything to do with. David Copperfield, the Dickens character who came alive and did a little bit of magicking, made the World Trade Centre disappear in the only way he knew how. Whoomph.

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