Aug. 30th, 2002
from Fanatical Apathy
[Enter BUSHLET, clad in doublet, hose, and a ten gallonne hat.]
BUSHLET:Oh, what a brogue and pissant shave am I!
BER. (whispered): 'tis inpenetrable! His words lack all sense!
FRA.: And yet in that nonsense, his sense does emerge.
BER.: 'Tis why we love him.
[Unseen, a GHOST appears behind Bushlet]
BUSHLET: To attack or not to attack, that is the question -
GHOST.: -Nay, 'tis not. Not the question. Not.
FRA. (whispered): 'Pon my life - 'tis his father, once King.
BUSHLET: Lo! What's this? Tis the ghost of my Father,
Cruelly slain, and now here reanimerated.
GHOST: Slain? Nay, son, I live. Feelin' good...
BUSHLET: Oh dear father - thine death shall be avenged!
GHOST: Nay, son, I am not dead I tell thee...
BUSHLET: Long shall be the struggle, but this evil-doer
Shall be brought low. Much avengeration
Shall I have 'pon the head of Saddam.
GHOST: Saddam. Tis he who I come to speak of with thee.
BUSHLET: Speak, dear shade! What has roused thee from thy grave?
GHOST: Whatever. Listen, son. Time to listen. Now.
Thou dost fritter away thy days in indecision.
Now waiting, now preparing thine attacks.
Thy sabre rattles, and yet stays sheathed withal.
BUSHLET: Tis a defective sabre. I can't find the trigger.
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Exeunt giggling.
crosses fingers
Aug. 30th, 2002 10:08 amEschaton and Counterspin had this early, but I have to add my favorite quotes from the story:
''What he's asking for is for you to essentially declare his client the winner of the Republican primary,'' [Harris' lawyer] said of [her opponent's lawyer's] arguments.
and
To avoid the cost of reprinting ballots without Harris' name, and to prevent massive confusion at the polls, [her opponent's lawyer] told [the judge] he could simply order that any votes for Harris not be counted.
Is that - you know - Democratic?