Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer... [View All]

[glaucon]

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments’
Richard III, Act 1 Scene 1.

Xairete! Rejoice!

From the dark, frozen gloom, from 5 long years of spiritual hibernation, from the slick and rancid mud of a sinister nightmare, we are emerging into the heady light of warm, clean air.

Consider, brothers and sisters:

John Bolton, submerged, fights for breath through the thinnest of reeds. www.thewashingtonnote.com/archives/000782.html


Rove twists like a skewered wolverine, spitting and clawing for his life. www.msnbc.msn.com/id/8600327/site/newsweek/


The Dauphin’s numbers have dropped below the danger point, well into screaming-meemie panic-land. www.smirkingchimp.com/article.php?sid=21964&mode=&order=0


The God Only Party cowers, fearful of the Dauphin’s wrath, fearful of the vast Middle Earth of America, fearful of the beast Dobson and it’s little cubs. www.wjla.com/news/stories/0605/235946.html


Social Security Privatization is deader than disco. http://washingtontimes.com/national/20050608-112511-3638r.htm


Rummy’s mean and lean war machine is flying apart at the seams faster than a Rube Goldberg Device. www.dailykos.com/storyonly/2005/6/2/11236/37342


Condi Rice flies from one warm spot to another, creating in the process one hot spot after another. www.antiwar.com/orig/hadar.php?articleid=6689


Beam-Me-Up Scotty McClellan bobs and weaves faster than a carnival clown, his hair on fire, with a big-assed bulls-eye painted on his back. www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2005/07/20050711-3.html


Cheney sleeps by day in his crypt, but the MSM, emboldened by fake courage like the mob from a Dracula movie, wooden stakes in hand, sniff about for the tendrils of slime he’s left behind in Rove-gate (soon to be Cheney-gate). www.antiwar.com/justin/


And The Dauphin? The Dauphin skips and frolics, wrapped in swaddling linens, his brow dabbed with rose petals and his loins oiled with incense. Nero would be proud:


Epaphroditus accompanied Nero when he fled from Rome with Domitian, a Roman general, in hot pursuit. When he realized that his situation was hopeless, it was Epaphroditus who helped the deranged tyrant to kill himself. Domitian, afterward, put Epaphroditus to death for this service to Nero.


This time, I say: Let Epaphroditus live.

Give him a condo in Santa Barbara, and let there be...



Peace,

Glaucon