Last summer, Doctor Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog captured our imaginations and, yes, our hearts with the tragic tale of a man, a woman, a hero, and a Freeze Ray. This highly successful internet musical not only added Wonderflonium to our collective vocabulary, it also made it alright to cheer for the bad guys. But what about those among us who want to be the bad guys?
Those readers may be interested to know that Bad Horse’s ultra-exclusive cadre of malcontents and ne’re-do-wells, the Evil League of Evil, is currently seeking new applicants. (Apparently Dead Bowie and Fake Thomas Jefferson aren’t exactly pulling their weight.)
Requirements included being evil. “It’s a plus to have a name.” And the league offered these points of clarification:
1. Henchmen need not apply. Please contact your union.
2. Evil can be something of a family affair.
3. We’re evil, not stupid.
4. Finalists may be contacted by the League or its agents.
This certainly beats the invitation to create your own religion. But I’ve got no evil shtick. I actually strive for the opposite.
Tur-Mohel, though—“he’ll cut you down/to circumcise”—he’s one bad Jew I wouldn’t want to mess with.
How evil is he? Well, he and his minyan once conspired to circumcise the statue of David. (The Yiddishist’s “Fight Club” plot failed because marble foreskin isn’t so easy to remove.) Enjoy: