My Scanning Electron Microscope Saves
By Club Ed on September 29, 2009
Format: Paperback
I was having trouble with my scanning electron microscope, and I could not figure out where to turn for solutions. I suspected that the fundamental problem would lie in my lanthanum hexaboride cathodes, but the vacuum system was recently upgraded and its field emission guns are the best thermally-assisted Schottky guns that money can buy. I tried blowing on my zirconium oxide emitters, since that usually does the trick, but alas, something was still not right.
Then one day I stumbled across "Jesus is like my Scanning Electron Microscope" and I knew that somewhere inside I would find all of the answers that I needed! My suspicions were correct - it turns out that I was treating my electron microscope as if it were a piece of scientific equipment, instead of treating it as if it were my God. At once, I accepted my scanning electron microscope as my Lord and personal Savior, I bathed myself in its electron flow (which was tricky), and I began to preach its Good Data to everyone I encountered. I would endlessly read passages from the user manual, such as my favorite, from the book of SEM 8-4500, Chapter 9, Section 1:2, which tells us:
> The safety considerations are very minimal
> when using the scanning electron microscope.
> You are protected from all of the inner workings
> of the microscope by the plastic casing.
Could anything be more true in this topsy-turvy world of ours? I think we all would like to be protected from the "inner workings" of things. All we must do is give ourselves up to the scanning electron microscope, and its plastic casing.
But the important thing to me is how this has affected my life. I was looking for answers from my electron microscope. I wanted it to do things for me. But that was selfish and short sighted, and very "scientifically minded" of me. Now I merely look at what my scanning electron microscope can do for, and also do to others.
Since it still does not do anything in any kind of conventional sense, I am left to interpret what it wants me to do, say and believe. I have joyfully discovered that it wants me to oppress homosexuals, women, Jews, Muslims and blacks (I'm not entirely sure on that last one, but it's just to be on the safe side). It has told me to hate politicians who pretend that they aren't Muslims, but we really know they are. Also, it tells me to collect large sums of money from people, because it is a hungry, ravenous God. And it has revealed that tunneling electron microscopes are the devil.
To everyone that reads this, I ask you to look deeply into your soul, and accept my scanning electron microscope as your personal Lord and savior, and send it money.