Monday, August 27, 2007
Alberto Gonzales, appointed by our president and approved by our congress, to uphold and enforce our laws (in a nation governed by laws) resigned on Friday, The New York Times reported this morning. Like his namesake, Speedy, reputedly the fastest mouse in all of Me heeee co, Gonzales was meant to protect the "leetle mouses" from the metaphorical fat cats who, left to their own devices, will torment us all. He's gone now, off to a right wing, neo-fascist Think Tank, I'm sure, a seven-digit book-contract, a Fox TV show and who knows what other mammon the gauleiters of the goose-stepping Bush administration are accorded.
Where is our rage? I wrote my "representatives" not long ago, Hilary and Chuck and Carolyn, and did not even receive a form letter back. We are deep in the meniscus and it's sad. As Preston Sturges wrote in "The Sin of Harold Diddlebock," "A man works his whole life in a glass factory, one day he picks up a hammer." Make mine a sledge.
Posted by George Tannenbaum at 10:05 AM