Date: July 8, 2005 2:41:05 AM PDT
Subject: Mum's the Word
Ref: Bush remains mum on Wilson smear
Will Bush press for the truth?
We know how much the Buscists are merely political opportunists, working under the
penumbrality of the shadiest of shades, where flitting and fleeting images are
coloured by the momentary illumination allowed by the gently blowing, rustling
leaves, only to return to their relative darkness again and again, leaving the
perceivers with uncertain glimpses into a World that knows no true light nor complete
darkness. As the Sun moves overhead across the sky, even the shadows change
their perspectives, leaving one with an even more uncertain recollection of any
images seen or obscured.
Thus, we have the variation of hues even when it comes to people, a valuable
resource, much like money, the currency of which is determined by what's available
to be bought and kept to be sold again at some future date or merely used once
before disposal. The personnel associated with the Buscists are no more than
resources -- human, but resources nonetheless. They have only names as an
incident detail to their existence. They are the warmth brought to the desks and
chairs, partly to keep the heating bills lowered. Some of the resources are squirreled
away while others are merely shot for kicks.
Just as many men and women are being sent off to fight in some other country to
settle other peoples' conflicts, the fact that some of them will not return whole or
return at all is merely a detail in the larger scheme of things. We have a much more
pressing problem with people being injured, maimed or killed on the nation's
highways and bighways than we do in Iraq. Or Kosovaria. Or Bosnia. Or wherever.
Yet, these are mere numbers in the overall drive for productivity or victory or living
(and dying) for our way of life. They are, like politics, a local issue, potholes in the
otherwise smoothly paved existences that all enjoy under the heading of "the
American Dream." These little anomalies are left up to the local residents to fret
over.
Whether it's Miller or Cooper or Plame or Wilson or Rove or anyone who must be
sacrificed, the overall objective is not to get too subjective. There are many more
other more important figures behind the scenes than any one of those minor figures
on the playing field. The functionaries are merely test cases to get a feel for what will
work and what will not. They are the point men and women on probing patrols in the
wild jungles of political intrigue. They get wounded or deaded and then what's a
person to do? The damage has been done; there ain't no going back. No crying
over spilled milk. If one or a few fall, there are more in reserve or on guard duty to fill
out the ranks.
This is the case with Iraqi-yakity-yak and Afghanagainistan and the other sites where
the action drowns out the words. They've been compromised and they cannot be --
at this time -- abandoned. Water under the bridge. To turn back now would be
wronger than having gone in in the first place. Two wrongs don't make a right ...
unless the two are named Hannity and Coulter, or, Limbaugh and Savage/Weiner, in
which case(s) wrongs are always right. Or rights wrong. But that's the conservative
perspective, rights being wrong. Rights and wrongs are not different from each
other; they are identical. But being identical, the are separate and distinct and
therefore unique and differently so ...
As we digress and engage in word games, the real issue becomes lost, that of the
opportunisticism of the political players who bank on becoming lost in the shadows of
the political jungle's canopy. The feigned or real squawks of the parroting birds or
the excitement of the insects rising and falling may tell many things but one has to be
attuned to the species and the situations. Mimicking or keeping silent is only one
way to avoid detection or being exposed to increased dangers. Letting others
making all of the forays into the public eye with larynxes quivering at the chance to
make some exotic utterances, camouflaging the real prey, is merely an aspect of the
symbiosis of the primeval primacy of primates primping and pimping their Pimpernel
ways.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Alamaine
Grand Forks, ND, US of A
