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Sunday, November 06, 2005

REMAINS of the DAYS: The one hastily thrown together.
I'm going to be away from the blog for about a week, headed to the Windy City to get a kiss from Ozzie. While I'm there, I may post a 'thank you' note on special counsel Patrick Fitzgerald's door, that is if he's not 'in the tank'. As I've said all along, I think he's got more up his sleeve, and I'm not the only one. Could it be Karl's week? Or could it be Big Dick's time? No one really knows, but the veep should certainly be in play, at least according to the Starr standards. He's the one who was most obsessed with getting his war on. He's the one who pushed the 'reconsituted nukes' and the al Qaeda link more than anyone. He's the one who supports torture and secret prisons. This is the Cheney adminstration, not the Bush administration. He's the one calling the shots. So let's get Dick. In the meantime, here's some less heavy Remains, thrown together at the last minute, to keep y'all busy while I'm away. Enjoy.

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Comments:
The Dean article was a pithy and precise as the Indictment that he called pithy and precise.

Two days before Fiztball season began, we posted our pre-emptive, albeit derivative poem, (10-26-05), which we think will hold up over time:

On First Looking Into Fitzgerald's Indictment

A Pre-Emptive Poem
From A Keats Ghost To Gothamimage:

Much have I witnessed the Scandal of Bush
And many awful lies and outrages seen;
Round many breaches have I been
Which bards in fealty to Republic hold.
Oft of one great Injury had I been told
That worried the Founders in repose;
Yet did I never see it so clear
Till I heard Fitzgerald speak out loud and bold:
Then I felt like some Justice on High
When a pure Truth comes into his view:
Or like Honest Abe when with wise eyes
He saved the Union - and all his men
Look'd at each other with great relief -
Silent, upon a stillness at Appomattox.
 
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