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D.C.N.P.washington, d.c. (associated poets): this place is full of hot air. no basketball team; what would they be called, the senators? basketball season is, after all, nearly over with, and they could use a continuous sports season to cover up both stupid and clandestine behaviour on behalf of the current administration.Q: So, Kim Jung Nam - you've made it as a computer programmer up there in the North, you're primed to succeed your father Kim Jong Il as general secretary, you've secured a fake Dominican Republic Passport and sneaked into Narita - what are you gonna do now? A: I'm going to DISNEYLAND!! Washington DC - where the men are men and the senators sit around a table crossing their legs funny and flapping their fingers when they're not just flapping their lips. Where they can't seem to confirm the ambassador to the UN, arsenic flows freely in the water and ketchup is a vegetable... yes, kids, it's Warshington DC, where the senators have tired of flapping their lips and they have tired of Nintendo and they have decided to shoot down enemy missiles with real live missiles of their own, the ABM treaty be damned, and bring back the cold war so that men can be men and men can get large parcels of pork for the home district where all the civilian manufacturing jobs have long since migrated off to China, home of the black beret factories, reckless pilots and swank Boeing component manufacturing plants. Washington DC, where the Washington Bullets have been renamed but the Washington Redskins run wild and free in the nation's collective Boy Scout nostalgia. Washington, where bipartisanship reigns and the trickle down tax cut is trickling down the backs of the people in the heat... Then I had to deal with that Secret Service agent who bought my daughter a beer. He said that she forced him to trade it for coke, so I said cool, now you're going to be my son-in-law or what? D.C. where the FDIC and Dept of Justice are real places; you can park there or buy a hot dog out front or hang around in the lobby. It's 90+ degrees and you can carry paper around in stacks and wear any kind of tie you want. Where spy planes are a dime a dozen but remorse is like pearls. |