Saturday, November 1, 2008

These Tough Times

It matters little what your assessment of me may be. You may take my laconic nature in your presence as some sort of sign that I am slow to digest your ideas and intricate plans for improvement. My silence is of the stunned variety, borne out of shock and dismay. How is it that someone so myopic and mentally deficient could be in any sort of position of power? Keep spewing verbiage, I'll be withdrawn in my thoughts of a better place without you.


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