[IWE] Host^h^h Hustling

[Ashton Brown]

Of course there is no really Good time for the inevitable confluence of 
logic + anti-logic to annihilate, with a subspace burst of dark 
anti-energy ... (that stuff just fizzles, silently.) Eschewing the 
lugubrious, then - for a Happy Ballantines Day -

By now everyone realizes that the forced copulation of that er, 
transistorized-RAM with those vulva-like squishy little grey cells: only 
ever produces a bastard - since logic is never really enough.  Pity 
though, to find absent the daily critique of (or excerpts from the 
Colbert critique of) the cascades of weasel words, Red Herrings, 
foul-Wellsian eruptions au courant and promising soon to Peak

... as the Object of our National Disaffection daily crumbles.
aka
/Chaos, panic, & disorder - my work here is done/.
-- via Rick Moen

Meanwhile.. a couple millions, (thus far ?) desert the sinking ship into 
neighboring bolt holes. But a few thousand lucky ones (who conjure up 
for us locals.. those Last Days at the US Embassy in Saigon / with 
helicopters) ... these 7000 of the Few, the Mobile and the Chosen:

--> get to become Consumers amongst us'ns!
Imagine the fun -- recalibrating their digestive tracts for fizzy sodas, 
corn in everything from the fake-sugar to the Franken-beef to the gas 
tanks; next, a chance to be a first contestant on /Iraqi Idol/, 
sponsored by Halliburton (now diversifying.)

Perhaps a lucky few will find and meet General Ky  (sp? it's been a 
while since that last Peace-with-Honor thing..) and compare notes.


Meanwhile.. all the best to Admin. Assuredly you must follow the example 
of our Leader and put food on your family. Y'hear !?
(I can't imagine how such intricate cluefulness could even be passed-on 
to some willing wizard.. but then, I shouldn't be able to imagine that, 
should I.)


Postlude (courtesy NPR + maybe some bad acid)
Willie Nelson sings the ultimate self-pitying song, beginning..

"If I only had one arm to hold you.. better yet if I had none at all.."
"One eye" ... etc. wash/rinse

(And now, President Murfley is explaining to the Premier how one of his 
commanders 'went a little funny' - as NPR explores the imminent demise 
of 'non-proliferation'. On Ballantine's day??)

Them poor Iraqi emigrés - wait til they hear that Willie Nelson one in 
Arabic, while feeding a corn dog to an innocent offspring.