Sunday, February 4, 2007

the drunken post-grad conversation

- unless one makes the assumption that Bush plans to bluster out of Iraq with the same reckless, blind, near ignorant faith with which he blustered in, then its hard to see the surge as something legitimate. The number of randomly precise stones that need to fall perfectly into place for that wall to ever get built defies augury.
- yes, yes, we defy augury. Was that Marlowe? He took a cold knife to the eye, drunken papist.
- not a papist. Definitely a drunk. But it wasn't Marlowe.
- well then maybe the administration is a hotbed of game theory enthusiasts. You know, there was that Spanish guy, Cortez I think, and he was conquering various peoples down in the Latin nethers, and he burned all his ships so his soldiers wouldn't consider killing him, you know, and running off home, thus leaving the goatee wearing brigands no choice but to fight. It was a totally reckless, wild scheme - but it worked! [beat] Well, worked for the Spanish fellows; if you were one of the poor, painted, maize eating bastards it didn't turn out to be one of your better days.
- Bush doesn't strike me as the type that would revel in the abstruse arcana of game theory. [beat] Now Rove....
- yes, he's a reveler, for sure. Cold, cunning, lying, manipulative bastard definitely has the gaming spirit.
- you see he propped Bush up in front of a bunch of hissing Dems the other day to act all humble and gracious and approachable and all that shit? Guy just loves playing games with those idiot liberals.
- a real pisser, ol' Turdblossom.