#lamuella

In Douglas Adams’ fifth book in the Hitchhiker “Trilogy,” Mostly Harmless, Arthur Dent wanders through probable realities trying to get back to a non-blown-up Earth he can enjoy. He fails, and settles for living out his days as the “village sandwich-maker” on this idyllic, backwards little planet called Lamuella.

So if I’m making sandwiches on Lamuella, it means I have no idea what the heck my life’s purpose is, but at least I’m fairly content. ^_^

 Harmless

***EDIT*** Mostly Harmless

***EDIT*** Although recently thought to be one of the more unfashionable and uncivilized planets in the known Universe, Lamuella has recently been brought to mainstream attention because of the high quality of their sandwiches, made from Perfectly Normal Beasts (see: Perfectly Normal Beasts). They have recently experienced a tumultuous religious upheaval, switching from worship of “The Great Bob” espoused by their prophet, Old Thrashbarg (a local citizen on Old Thrashbarg: “bit of a nutter, really, always prophesying who was going to visit him next when we all knew perfectly well he made you submit forms in duplicate before you could even meet him for tea.”), to adoration of the “The Great Sandwich Maker”, a savior who fell from the sky with the intention of growing the local economy. According to legend, the Great Sandwich Maker brought great prosperity and the invention of knives to Lamuella, which younger citizens describe as “the best thing since sliced bread”, although some space historians wonder how the Lamuellans had experienced sliced bread before knives had been introduced to their planet (for more information, see: Time Travel). Historically a peaceful population, albeit one with undying fanaticism for Elvis Presley and Jerry Lee Lewis that has begun to cause problems in recent years (see: Perfectly Normal Beasts, Domain of the King Bar and Grill).

            The rivalry between those on Lamuella who enjoy Jerry Lee Lewis and those who enjoy Elvis Presley has grown so contentious, in fact, that actual civil war has erupted, with Elvis supporters suggesting that Lewis’s supporters “jump into a cage with the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal”, and Lewis supporters implying that Lamuella would be better off if Elvis supporters “strapped themselves into a Vogon poetry appreciation chair for a few millennia”. Bob Marley supporters on the planet, few though they are, have been encouraging the two factions to “just get along”, but the groups insist that they will continue to argue until the Great Sandwich maker returns and makes a ruling.