Austrian School

We will serve the left-over root-beer tonight while we review Friedrich Hayek's The Road to Serfdom in the north lounge.  Please note that we will cover Alex de Tocqueville's The Road to Servitude and everyone's favorite, Johnny Keynes' The General Theory of ..., later in the week.

Up for the Downbeat

An esteemed musical trio will perform live with a wooden beat-box named Jon in the metal shop during the evening dinning hours.  Hors d'oeuvres will be provided by our local Parisian Palace restaurant and the root beer will come straight from the new batch made in the chemistry lab.  A documentary about cheetahs will follow the show for you night-owls and nature lovers. 

Making the Cut

After an exhaustive search for the finest men's barbershop in all the land, we at Kamp Koop awarded our praise to the beatniks down the street.  Please note that whiskey, pool tables and grooming do not mix; trim your mop and then meet the fellows out for a cordial.  

Chaise Lounge

We will host a party tonight in the showroom of the furniture factory to celebrate all of our lazy summer achievements. We are especially proud to announce that the Crooner Crackers, our newest four piece kamp band, will premier at the event.  Their harmonies are not tight, their repertoire is lean and they only have a tenuous grasp of phrasing, but boy do they have heart!  Come one, come all! Please remember to dress like gentlefolk.

Karaoke

Please stop spreading rumors about Dominique Strauss-Kahn taking over the DJ booth tonight.

Stormy Sunday

This Sunday we will have a four piece Rag-Time band and Sazerac Cocktails* on the main terrace where we plan to welcome Irene and all of the new Kampers.  Boater hats suggested.  All are invited.

*We will provide root beer for the teetotalers and HI-C for the Racket Ball League.

Red, White but Mostly Blue Lazarus

In light of the volatile rhetoric that is bubbling out of the Republican presidential primary race, we chose America as the recurring theme for the new Koop semester, which begins in just three days.  We highly recommend the following reading/viewing for insight into the country's ever-changing character:

1. Franz Kafka's Amerika

2. Jean Baudrillard's America

3. Trey Parker and Matt Stone's Team America: World Police

4. Alex de Tocqueville's Democracy in America

5. Nancy Pearcy's Total Truth: Liberating Christianity from its Cultural Captivity (a Bachmann favorite)

Duck, Duck, Zoloft

A number of members of the Androgynous Advertising Association  found a sense of empowerment Tuesday night while reading select Baudrillard passages aloud around the nightly kampfire and s'mores roast. Specifically, they were fond of the idea that advertising represents "degree zero of meaning" within current societal structure.  Even so, the empowerment quickly dissolved into an open quarry of existential angst when they analyzed the current iteration of their advertisement for the upcoming Koop Film Festival that has neither a location nor any selected films.  The ad was shot in stop-motion and involves a complex narrative about a lonely duck that gets caught in the rain.  It is tongue-in-cheek yet "cute" all at the same time but it has nothing to do with a film festival.  If their ad has nothing to do with something that is horribly incomplete, then they have stepped behind degree zero into a world of unrealized understanding.  Sound familiar?

Green Thumb

The kampers have thus far proven themselves as savvy investors.  All the participants profited and three notable members were so skilled as to treble their principal on a compounding daily basis.  Of those three, two will run a small hedge fund for the kamp out of the long abandoned and newly renovated powder magazine north of Koop Pond. The third member chose to continue on with his Koop Grant Project to build a reverse osmosis lab in order to source "perfect" water for his agricultural experiment entitled "Plant Parenthood" where he plans to coddle fruits and vegetables with ideal growing conditions in warehouse three.

Seal-ing the Deal

No, we're not advocating the clubbing of adorable baby seals.  Instead, as friends of capitalism and game theory, we are crafting a response to the current political quagmire (the one that followed on the coattails of a thrillingly muggy weather pattern to the swamp that we call our Capital).  Our response follows the old adage "if you can't beat them, join them." Only we suggest instead of joining them, we profit from them.

Here's the deal: every kamper gets $100 to invest in the markets.  Do it wisely.  Fear is a funny thing.  Good luck.

Stand By Your Bat-Phone

A local neighborhood watch group recently commissioned Kamp Koop to design and build a Bat-Mobile for their nightly patrols.  We ask that any interested kampers amend their summer plans and return to Kamp to help with this challenging off-season project.

Cosmology of Bad Music

In honor of the new Electronic Music Center, The Meandering Misanthropic Musicians proposed a new coffee table book with the intention of tackling the theory of music gone wrong. Current ideas for chapters include the following:

1. Giorgio Moroder

2. "Dude, this guy is the best guitar player ever."

3. Falco

4. Painfully Nostalgic/Dramatic Interpretations of the Canon 

5. "He's an amazing musician, he plays all the instruments in the band."

Please submit any suggestions, photographs or essays to your bunk house leader. 

Loop At Me Now ft. DJ Jewd LAW

A generous donation from Ma Bells & Whistles, Inc. allowed us to refurbish The Koop Electronic Music Center, which has been in disrepair since the Casio Keyboard was released.  Early reviews by kampers have been extremely promising.  Late last night we held the inaugural "Don't Dilly Daley with the Delay Pedal" jam session.  A select group of kampers, who earlier in the evening correctly recited their circle of 5ths, performed improvised music of the ambient variety while RC Cola through Twizzler straws were enjoyed by all.  If there is enough interest in a late summer session focused on modular synths than we will hold a bake sale to raise money for the necessary equipment.  A warm thank you goes out to the kampers who recorded a 45 minute version of Taps onto reel to reel using only a jew harp and loop pedal.

Stalled

As suggested in a recent notice, we at kamp koop attempted to send the ninth variant of the science club's chemically propelled rocket to the planet Venus.  Although our attempt failed, the spirit was strong and the experience was sweetened with nearly seven minutes of radio contact with it in low earth orbit.  The rocket burned up somewhere  over Franz Josef Land; it did not make landfall.  The kampers that finalized the construction of the vessel are some of our "summer stragglers" who were simply looking for a project to occupy their time until the next session of kamp opens.  It appears they will be rewarded with a trip to the Large Hadron Collider (run by a former kamper) where we expect to see that chemicals are an inefficient and "old-fashioned" approach to storing/making energy.

Rocket Number Nine Take off for the Planet Venus

Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, up in the air.
Up, zoom, up, zoom, up in the air.