Wednesday, September 03, 2003

SB Pickle Factory ... or, Bonzo Goes to Baghdad

Blogger Wars? Hardly. I agree with you. I’m not staying we should stay, just that we can’t leave. Checkmate, and the other side hardly moved a piece. Just a few pawns here and there.

Yep, it’s quite a pickle. We’re absolutely stuck in this. We can’t leave without an all-out disaster; the people we purported to be rescuing are doomed. And as long as we stay, we’re going to get our asses kicked in guerilla attacks.

You know the best way to catch a monkey? A heavy pickle jar with a small opening. Monkey sees the jar, wants the pickles, reaches in … but the only way to get his hand out is to let go of the pickle … a fist is bigger around than an outstretched hand, see? He’s stuck, we’re stuck … no way to let go of that pickle.

The only bright side is, hopefully upon hope, that come next fall the American voting public will have lost it’s taste for brine.

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