a minimal subliminal cyclical redundancy
meanderings by rm dustin
This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...
About Me
I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.
6/20/08
So The McClellan done did a bad thing... a very bad bad thing. He bolted and tattled, probably to save his own ass because there will be lynchings---probably not the ones needing lynched, because it is the subordinates who are required by all that is holy in the land of the crony---required to fall upon their swords---to take one for the Gipper. Ask The Poindexter and The North---the Gipper isn't talking. The McClellan must have misplaced his sword, not like the Rummy and Brownie did though. They fell on theirs but it wasn't messy.
But sometimes there can be examples made above the next link in the chain. Sometimes reclamations happen and there are accountablities to be held to, even at the highest and seemingly ultra immune levels. Sometimes heads roll, like the pompous Louis XVI's and the lovely and pretentious Ms Antoinette's once did... and they only rolled once. But that was a long time ago when powdered wigs and snuff were the rage and the end result was quite messy. The French must have been really pissed off to create such a mess---their tables are never a mess---nice linens and all. But they didn't have media networks back then and though our networks love hints at violence, they don't like the actual mess. The Nixon slipped away while his cronies did jail time---not a satisfying outcome, but still, no mess. The Libby was put through the ringer but is now vacationing somewhere---no mess. The Rice has her old job lined back up at Stanford where she can teach younger others the art of misrepresentation. The Rove is set as a Limbaugh wannabe on FAUX Network and The Bush is poised to dedicate his 10 million dollar presidential library to himself while finally having a place to store his Marvel Comics collection. Score!
And finally, The Cheney---his ass print still fixed for a ready return to that comfy Haliburton chair where he can really reap those war profits and shoot his friends in the face with no press around to catch it... because it's all good. Booyah! But the McClellan. What to do with The McClellan who now sits in front of congress? This could get messy and that ain't right... But then there is The Pelosie and The Reid who take things off the table. It must be a French table because it is not messy. And it wasn't their fault that things could get messy, that there was reason for a mess. It's just best if it doesn't and isn't because one mess begets another and pretty soon there are a shit load of begets accumulating and it'll soon all be a mess.



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