Glenn Donnellan, a fiddler for the National Symphony Orchestra, crafted an electric fiddle out of a Derek Jeter-model baseball bat.

His fiddling rendition of the national anthem on July 4, at a Washington Nationals game, gives me the chills. It sounds like something out of a Ken Burns’ Civil War documentary.

Here’s some skillfully assembled montaging by Broken Social Scene. The video draws an important connection between the riot police defending consumerist society to the last and vapid pop icons distracting would-be supporters of future protest movements.

This is one of those serendipitous finds that is a little bit too Meppy for coincidence’s sake. Here we have footage from Mep favorite Koyaanisqatsi set to music from progressive rock band, King Crimson, which just happens to be one of the major influences of The Road.

I’m a bit late to the party on this, but something this absurdly awesome really has no expiration date.  Next question: what’s it going to take to get this to the top 40?

There has been a great deal of sickness, sadness, and strife in Mep Land recently. I don’t feel the need to get into grizzly details as of yet, but hopefully you will excuse the lack of posting as a consequence of that.

In an effort to distract you, here’s a dazzling video entitled ‘Internet Warrior’ by Oh No Ono.

I’m sure there is some kind of sexual innuendo going on here, but I can’t resist the opportunity to post another French, abstract, music video.

Forgive the recent spate of inactivity. The Meppers are just recovering from our quasi-annual Mep Conference and Retreat in the bowels of Beverly Hills, California. While the Wilsons had to be tele-conferenced in at the last moment, we were able to cover many pressing Mep-issues of the day, not limited to setting appearance dates for various upcoming nerd-culture conferences and determining a winner in the Outdated Version of FIFA Soccer Challenge.

And now, a mostly unrelated hip hop video entitled “First World Problems,” which should make all of you feel terrible about yourselves — or at least about your griping.

After a seven hour shift of picking internet cotton, I tend to get a little loopy. That is why all I have to offer you in my stir-crazy state is EVELYN WAUGH, EVELYN WAUGH, LA LA LA LA LA LA LA.. EVELYN WAUGH. Sing with me!!!! EVELYN WAAUUUUUUUGH….

I keep telling you that the French are internet video geniuses that operate beyond our understanding. And you still don’t believe me?

The Klingons have got nothing on our battle songs…