Today we rest in peace. sure our lives will go on. but the nation's pulse just skipped a beat, it shuddered a sigh, withered in a momentous instant and died.
the president, our figure head, took rot too long ago. it stands now to speak too often. cunning even. but it is the rot that speaks. the office has just faded away.
our courts, supreme in its immense fallibility, but in its rationale it lost its heart, that in better times, with better men, can intuit our justice. in better times. with better men.
dont get me started with congress...its parts have risen to greater heights of glorious brilliance, but its sum...alas, finds a louder voice that celebrates the spasmic throes of impending doom. a final gurgling gasp.
and we, as a nation, just drunk ourselves to a stupor, not caring much for its blighted parts as we sat by with induced catatonia of far too much wine. jungle wine...with tiny bubbles.
where is the outrage? the cry!!!!
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