Just be glad this post doesn’t have a picture.

Working at a public policy school—where most of the students are studying environmental or social policy issues—is a daily testament to the social divide between domestic and security policy communities.

Now, dear readers, you know I like an obscene joke as much as anyone (Hey Baker!), but can you imagine sending this e-mail to your colleagues at work?

——- Original Message——-
From: REDACTED
Sent: Monday, October 17, 2005 2:22 PM
To: policy-students@umd.edu
Subject: A Party and a Promotion…..

Hey, ya’ll!!!!

So got a few things for my fellow wonks……

1) Halloween Party – My roommates and I are hosting a Halloween Party on Saturday October 29th, starting at 9pm or so. The address is [REDACTED]. Please feel free to stop on by……there will be a bunch of policy people, and toher degenerates there. Even if I have never met you, you are still invited. For those of you metro-bound, the nearest stop is the Howard-Shaw metro stop. Hope to see you there!

2) Jezebel Passion Parties – As some of you know, I do sex toy parties to help supplement my income during grad school. Essentially, they run like Tupperware Parties, but with more interesting products. I don’t necessarily want to promote this too much, but I am always looking to set up parties for girls/boys nights, bachelor/ette parties, etc. The parties are free, and if you host one, you get 10% in free products of whatever I sell. If you are interested in hosting one ro know fo people who may be interested, please feel free to send me an email.

Thanks!

Call me crazy, but I just can’t imagine Jay Sigger rolling into the Pentagon and asking some Four Star if he and his wife would like to host a Passion Party in exchange for ten percent of whatever he sells in free product.

Anyway, sorry for the off-topic post.

Tomorrow, I’ll be back to wonkery and leave the sex toy commentary to Wonkette … who, BTW, has impeccable taste in watering holes—she happened to be sitting next to MKH the other night when Olivier and I met up with him for a drink at my favorite bar.