Thursday, October 17, 2019
LISA LERER ON POLITICS WHAT'S EATING JOE BIDEN?
ANSWER:
hursday, October 17, 2019
FAMISHED DEMOCAT IN THE IMPEACHMENT JUNGLE
Big tempting piece of raw boar impeach meat, dimly moonlit clearing.
The famished, old, mangy off color Cat gathers itself for a spring, maybe its last spring, the air thick with the scent of other predators, Neocarns.
It pauses, crouched, parched, and waits.
It can almost feel the hot fetid breath of close simian scrutiny:
An almost invisible, hardly indifferent, black robed leopard.
No nearby tranquil bubbling Brooks.
Another Hunter, young, reckless, greedy and abroad.
Nearby, a spotted leonhardt, flat out, tail twitching spasmodically.
Fears finally Trump greed, even hunger, in the Wilde.
It pauses, crouched, parched, and waits.
It can almost feel the hot fetid breath of close simian scrutiny:
An almost invisible, hardly indifferent, black robed leopard.
No nearby tranquil bubbling Brooks.
Another Hunter, young, reckless, greedy and abroad.
Nearby, a spotted leonhardt, flat out, tail twitching spasmodically.
Fears finally Trump greed, even hunger, in the Wilde.
It smells many things, flowers, the scent of man, of cannibals!.... Is the hunk of mystery meat Biden, a quid pro quo, not boar, T Rump, St hein quarter, a leftover hunk of raw Gabbard, in the half light, the Twilight?
A trap to capture it live! (On television.)
Haul it, panting and mute, onto the floor of The Swamp In the fierce blinding Schiff ting glare of Open Midday Hill transparent Sunshine.
Cornered, a big, long in the tooth, Cat can't escape down a narrow dark mysterious Warren, an inaccessible subterranian catacomb fit only for Hobbits or dwarves, Cruzes or Rubios.
Go ask Alice.
Go ask Clinton, when she's ten feet tall.
Haul it, panting and mute, onto the floor of The Swamp In the fierce blinding Schiff ting glare of Open Midday Hill transparent Sunshine.
Cornered, a big, long in the tooth, Cat can't escape down a narrow dark mysterious Warren, an inaccessible subterranian catacomb fit only for Hobbits or dwarves, Cruzes or Rubios.
Go ask Alice.
Go ask Clinton, when she's ten feet tall.
This post is dedicated to Newt Gingrich.
I wrote the original post, Famished Democats, today, before seeing Lerer's article.... It was just Kismet. The above is an extended embellishment. Embellished again later.
I wrote the original post, Famished Democats, today, before seeing Lerer's article.... It was just Kismet. The above is an extended embellishment. Embellished again later.
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