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05/21/09 - (5)
Twenty-Six Times
That archvillainous master of dissimulation and intimidation, Our former insidiously manipulative forty-sixth U.S. Vice President, Richard "Dick" Cheney...
Once, I listened to him snarl, insinuate, taunt, cajole, flaunt, Within the parameters of a single political speech Defending his One Percent doctrine,
A kindergartenly jingoistic round of chauvinistic litany, This repetition, which he got in, edgewise, twenty-six times — "9/11," "9/11," "9/11," "9/11," "9/11," "9/11," ad nauseum —
Until my mind's tongue started speaking in tongues, Became so agitated that the only language it could approximate Was a mixture of Tagalog, Inuktitut, Dakota, and Lakota,
Ancient Danish, Old and Middle English, Harlem jive. And in that troubling, terrifyingly mesmeric moment, I realized I was listening to the world's successor to A. Hitler,
The crazed, racist bogeyman hobgoblin of the Bush administration, Who, while the funny-farm barn door was ajar, Ran away with Dubya's silver-spoon-cow and flew into the moon.
After that transformative speech, I was a changed man. Evil incarnate became a salvational way of life. I'd believe absolutely anything anyone might lead me to believe.
05/21/09 - (5)
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