"Ow! Hey, are you trying to silence me?" |
"Are they trying to silence me?" |
These are troubled times, admittedly, so the one scenario does not necessarily rule out the other, alas. Still, for some reason I can't quite put my finger on, I get a little suspicious when a public figure's first claim, when facing potentially damning exposure, is of conspiracy and calumny. Let's see, who else "swings for the fences" like that? Oh, right:
"Are they trying to silence me?" |
"Are they ...? Never mind."
All this turtle-posting took place in 1998, when a "vast, right-wing conspiracy" attempted to undo the results of two elections -- via impeaching a President for taking advantage of and enjoying inappropriate sexual relations with a 22-year-old intern, whom husband and wife promptly threw to the sharks, the better to keep the ship of state on course.
Claims of conspiracy -- valid or otherwise -- are currently the preferred means of deflection from potential public grievance (valid or otherwise). That's just the way it is. I kinda wish we'd all go back to Sunday school, because at least Adam and Eve followed their shabby attempts at deflection with admitting their transgression. Better yet, they were banished! -- suggesting to me, at least, that often the best way to move forward is to be forcibly moved out.
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It took reading this a second time to get the (irony-drenched, I think?) Menno moral in that last line, but I guess I am starting to catch on a bit.
Look at us now, baby! Exile's tough, but at least it gives you a sense of direction.
Curtain-wall glory on the plains! ha
Office park aesthetics aside, I really am cheered by that item. ‘Sense of direction’ indeed.
It's a project that is (surprisingly?) near and dear to me, I will admit.
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