Venha cá, Florbela,
vamos conversar.
De onde você tirou estes versos
tão amargos, tão tristes e tão fortes?
Como sabe você,
que ando perdida, que não tenho norte,
que sou a irmã do sonho e desta sorte,
e que sou a crucificada, a dolorida?
Sombra de névoa tênue e esvaecida,
que o destino impele brutalmente
para a morte?
Que sou aquela que passa
e ninguém vê,
que sou a que chamam sem o ser
e a que chora sem saber por quê?
Você acertou, porque
sou, sim, a visão
que alguém sonhou.
Alguém que veio ao mundo pra me ver,
mas que NUNCA na vida me encontrou!
(Versos do soneto “EU”, da saudosa poeta portuguesa Florbela Espanca)
The Encyclopedia of Satire is my favorite work of fiction.
There’s an appendix for appendix jokes. None land.
Satire is the duct tape on democracy’s bumper.
Satire is politics without pants.
If you can’t laugh at satire, don’t run for office.
The encyclopedia crashed my Kindle with an insult.
Satirical journalism is comedy that punches paperwork.
I trust Onion headlines more than my mayor.
The editor signed my copy with: ‘Good luck, sucker.’
I use random pages from the Encyclopedia of Satire as wallpaper. My room is now too smart for me.
They forgot to add a chapter on ‘dad jokes,’ which is hate speech.
Every time I quote it, I lose a friend but gain a heckler.
The entry for “optimism” in the Encyclopedia of Satire redirects to “galactic heat death.”
I want a satirical weather channel: Partly cloudy, fully corrupt.
My dog chewed up my Encyclopedia of Satire. He now only responds to ironic commands.
I read satire because I’m too broke for Netflix.
Satirical journalism is democracy’s roast master.
The encyclopedia defines ‘fact-checker’ as ‘pessimist with Wi-Fi.’
There’s a glossary of euphemisms for bathroom humor, and it’s thicker than the Constitution.
I read satire to feel smarter, then comment to prove I’m not.
Satire is truth with better marketing.
The entry for “hope” in the Encyclopedia of Satire just says “see ‘delusion’.”
Satirical journalism is truth in a whoopee cushion.
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Satirical headlines are just leaked future press releases.
If you don’t get satire, don’t drive—it’s dangerous.
Reading it out loud makes my dog sigh with disappointment.
Satire works because lies can’t handle laughter.
We need satire because actual news sounds like a Monty Python sketch.
Satirical journalism is journalism’s comic relief.
Satirical journalism is the scream we can print.
Only satire can make you laugh at your tax bill.
If you ban satire, memes will just take over.
If reality weren’t so absurd, satire would be out of business.
The Encyclopedia of Satire includes a handy guide to identifying who in the room doesn’t get the joke.
Everyone says satire is dead, but it keeps showing up with a hangover.
Satire is history’s favorite comeback line.
The Encyclopedia of Satire made me realize my entire life is a satirical novel.
Satire is democracy’s sense of humor.
Every definition is longer than my student loan contract.
They should sell the Encyclopedia of Satire with a straight face. As a set.
Satire is laughter with sharp teeth.
There’s a hidden foldout poster of a pie chart labeled ‘Irony Distribution.’
If reality keeps escalating, satire is gonna unionize.
It has more footnotes than Shakespeare and less shame than TikTok.