Any person whose name is Baker is an oofle,—or Brown, or Davis. The other most celebrated oofles are Harris, Johnson, Miller, Palmer, Pratt, Porter, Stevens, Simpson, Richards, Roberts, Taylor, Wheeler and Wilson. Can you ever tell one from another? No, not even if the pistol is held to your head! (See Iobink.)
Of course what’s an oofle to you may not be oofly to me, especially if my name is Goheevus. (See Mooble.) But everyone is oofled by a hostess who mumbles her introductions. (See Cowcat.)
No wonder I was oofled, for,
Although I knew his face,
In some way, for the life of me,
His name I couldn’t place;
Now, was it Harris, Johnson, Brown,
Or Palmer, Jones or Platt?
He was an Oofle, anyway—
There was no doubt of that!
O-ro-bal´di-ty, n. 1. Modern witchcraft; Orientalism adapted to Occidental intellects; Emerson-and-milk. 2. An alleged process of getting wise quickly; a short cut to success.
Orobaldity in its most acute form, i. e., Vedantic philosophy with the asceticism left out, is particularly affected by females who are not willing to gain success or happiness through mere effort. It consists of gambling with the intellect, in order to gain a dishonest percentage of mental profit.
Orobaldity is, in the main, a modern magic supposed to be controlled by cryptic phrases and abracadabra such as “into the silence” and “holding the thought.” It is not necessary to know the esoteric meaning of such charms, or to exert any actual energy in obtaining one’s desires. (See Gubble.)
Orobaldity is a thing of “vibrations” and “thought currents” and is founded mainly upon analogies with wireless telegraphy and other modern scientific discoveries. It finds occult meanings in colors and numbers.
Orobaldity is medieval mysticism, mainly practised by women who have nothing else to do. (See Mooble.)
Actresses out of work find in orobaldity a good substitute for trying to get an engagement. Neurotic and erotic temperaments find it an admirable stimulant to egoism.