The Icelandic Invasion of Dead Rooster
This past weekend, Dead Rooster dot com was invaded by Iceland. They came by the thousands from an Icelandic web site called B2 and tickled my StatCounter until it was gasping for air.
I have no idea why they arrived in such numbers, but I am happy to have them aboard. In their honor, I have written a quick history.
A Mini History of Iceland
Contrary to popular belief, Iceland is NOT a small town at the North Pole currently ruled beneath the cruel, icey fist of Santa Claus; it’s an actual country located in the North Atlantic Ocean between continental Europe and Greenland. They even have their own language, which, I assume after trying to read some of it, must have been invented by a couple of guys sitting around talking about fjords when one of them probably said, “Hey! Let’s invent a written language consisting of random letters and dots so confusing that it could never be pronounced by human vocal chords!”
Just look at some of the towns I discovered on a map of Iceland, unless you are Icelandic, I defy you to pronounce any of them without your tongue exploding:
Hafnarfjörður
Garðabær
Fjarðabyggð
Reyðarfjörður
Famous People from Iceland

Most Startling Fact
Beer was banned in Iceland until March 1st 1989 which eliminates one of the theories I had about how they came up with the Icelandic language.
OK, so this wasn’t much of a history, but I’m sleepy and have an early morning.
Comments
Comment from Tiggy
Time: November 11, 2008, 10:26 am
Don’t forget Iceland’s other famous son, the poet Snorri Sturluson! He was really famous, erm, 700 years ago!
Comment from AngieSS
Time: November 11, 2008, 11:24 am
Hey, maybe you were right? Maybe that’s why they banned beer in the first place? I mean, that’s a seriously screwed up language. I might ban beer too. Did it say they NEVER had beer?
William McCamment reply on November 11th, 2008 11:54 am:
You would think they would NEED beer to come up with a language like that.
Comment from Wayne John
Time: November 11, 2008, 11:25 am
I don’t know what it is about Bjork that trips my trigger, but just hearing her name does something tickly to me that I can’t explain. It’s a good thing, except for any passing women that may be around during said tickly feeling.
No beer?!?!?!
William McCamment reply on November 11th, 2008 11:57 am:
I don’t know much about Bjork and I could not identify her music by listening to it, but if someone showed me the words on paper, I could probably figure it out by the random letters and dots.
Comment from demetrios the traveller
Time: November 11, 2008, 12:31 pm
Iceland my friend is one of the most democratic countries in the world
with friendly people
picturesque country side
and a very interesting history…
it is clean innovative and the Icelanders have a great sense of humor!!!
William McCamment reply on November 11th, 2008 3:24 pm:
I actually DID read-up about Iceland before I wrote the silly post above and was fascinated.
One day I hope to visit!
Comment from Wayne John
Time: November 11, 2008, 3:47 pm
My profile on Blip has an entry for a Dead Rooster: http://blip.fm/waynejohn
This is one of my fav’s from her…she has this weird erotic type of voice.
Iceland, Iceland, Iceland, the country that I want to be…
William McCamment reply on November 11th, 2008 4:01 pm:
Thanks, Wayne! I DO recognize her voice now…very “weird erotic” indeed.


















William McCamment reply on November 11th, 2008 11:53 am:
How could I forget Snorri Sturluson, he died on what would later become my birth date in 1241. At least they have a statue of him; they don’t–as far as I know–have a statue of Lenny.
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