Swimming around the pond for a while has been refreshing, but being a restless sort, I started on a journey to see some neighboring ponds or swamps. I came across this one body of water, colored Red. I wondered if the coloration was due to some form of algae accumulation, blood in the water, or something else.
So I slid into the pond, curious to find out what it was all about. TIME TRAVEL: back to the 1950's. Now I'm an old enough gator to remember the 50's (tho due to some change in the vegetation, I have less vivid recall of the 60's). Be that as it may, I encountered some things that were remarkably old, yet seemingly new--a paradox one might think.
There was this humanoid, dressed up in an Uncle Sam Suit (no, not a straight jacket--those are reserved for Abu Ghraib, Guantanamo, maximum security prisons, and meetings of the Repuglican Party). The resemblance was absolutely uncanny.
Yes, indeed, I felt as if I had been cast backward in time.
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I blinked a number of times. Still the same humanoid appeared in my gaze. "He looks familiar" I thought to myself. I have seen that face somewhere else--but where? Almost like a stroke of lightning, it came to me, I HAD SEEN THAT FACE--but it now looked much younger.
Can it be??!!! We have gone 50 years and now the same guy is back and looks younger than he did before (ah, the miracles of plastic surgery). This humanoid was speaking, so, being curious, as already disclosed, I swam a little bit closer to hear what was said. Funny thing is, I couldn't hear it but I could read it. In fact the text of the monologue is included. [Sorry about the additional drivel, but I'm still trying to get the hang of these computer thingies].
Well, to be truthful, that feller pictured on the right (right where he belongs) did not actually say those things. But some other Repuglican did. Now I am not sure about which Communist menace T. Monroe-Hamilton is referring to: is it Comrade Khruschev, Comrade Kosygin, Comrade Andropov?
You see, thing about Conservatives is that they are basically inimical to progress, hence their great dislike of Progressives. But indeed, it was one of their own, Saint Ronnie who freed us from the specter of International and intranational Communism.
Now the horrible things TMH has to say about Comrade DiBlasio is that he supports a decent wage for working people, ending tax breaks for super turtles, and bringing (gasp!) compassion into government. Horrible! Awful! How utterly revolting--treating people like people (the corollary is to treat Alligators like Alligators, and, yes even treat turtles kindly).
Well, about then I was getting confused about the pseudo-time warp, so I decided to paddle back to the Kos pond, to let my indigestion subside and regain perspective. So tomorrow I promise to resume my quest for the elusive super turtle.