The Rove/Cheney administration is controversial at least for a small but loud minority of people that don't trust anything that Rove or Cheney says. Every utterance is picked apart by this screaming horde. My confession: I happen to be fond of the two men, for I have spent much time peering into their eyes over perfectly prepared monkey brain. We have sipped from the same skull the juices left after the meat was gone. I have heard them grunt and snarl as they cracked the skulls open themselves, not leaving that chore to just any amateur. What's more, such supping on the porch of the Vice President's mansion, complete with Afro-American waiters right out of central casting allowed me to see that these two men are just misunderstood. The pitchfork crowd needs to lighten-up a little, for if they only had a chance to have a beer or high-ball with Rove and Cheney, they would know everything they do, they do only for our own good.
Or something like that.
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