I don't know if I buy this or not yet, but if any of our elected officials show up to one of these meetings, they better tell us what is going on. Anyway, perhaps somebody should look into what France charges to rent a Guillotine or 6, just in case it does turn out to be true.
Then we'll need somebody to see about the music, I am thinking something dramatic with a nice drum roll for the actual choppa choppa, then festive and easy to dance to.
Food may be problematic, it is probably best to hold off on the food until later in the evening as some may be a little queasy from the main attraction and may need some time for their tummies to settle.
It's hard to say, though, I've never planned one of these before. Thoughts, anyone?
Follow Up: This is what comes out of a late-night surf-and-blog session; all the monsters start to come out of the closet and dance shamelessly on the coffee table. It started innocently enough, I had heard a crazy story of six retired military folk who are "breaking their silence" about space aliens (presumably illegal) interfering with US/British missile launches. I wanted to see if this was some sort of joke, or whether England is once again ground zero for a scary new dementia causing disease, I shall call "mad colonel disease". I never managed to read the alien story, as I got side-tracked with the global cooling story, which naturally took me to global conspiracy theory territory, which somehow turned me into the queen from Alice in Wonderland as all I could think was "off with their heads". I fell asleep before it came to flamingo/hedgehog croquet. I have to say the alien story is most likely an attempt to focus the public's attention away from something else that is going on. But we'll see.