Free O.J. In Las Vegas
Competing circuses have come and left in a town packed with three-ring stages.
The Democratic Debates or "Why I Stopped Worrying and Began to Love the Obama," are now history, while across town Orenthal James Simpson, one of the most hated men in America in modern times (politics aside) went before a judge who determined that he will stand trial for whatever charge the prosecutor can dream up.
It doesn't matter what the charge is, Simpson has been under a microscope for so long any violation, or what seems to be a violation will hold up in court.
Justice works in mysterious ways and gambling on the odds is the fabric of this city.
The hopes and dreams of quick riches and thereby quick solutions to everyone's problems is what the mystique seductively promises and when one leaves, minus their money, hopes, and dreams and appropriately feeling like they have had been seduced and the act consummated (although they don't remember most of it), they will have experienced the false hopes and facades that were constructed to put them in a state of relaxation in order for them to succumb to that seduction.
No, I'm not talking about Las Vegas-the Democratic debates will be one with the city they are being held.
Like the one eighth scale Statue of Liberty in front of New York, New York Casino, "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free"-well, keep your poor, but bring the masses on! Issues abound, but the popularity contest is always the point.
Keep an electric shaver on hand and avoid that 5 o'clock shadow lest ye be the ghost of Nixon past.
Don't talk too loud, don't talk too soft, don't look too intelligent, don't look unintelligent-by God it's the three bear's theory!Be like Jack, don't look like a hack; it's all in the smoke and mirrors not what we say and do.
The last time a politician came to Las Vegas and promised something, Bush went into office and almost immediately reneged on that promise, and never set foot back here again.
Yucca mountain's storage capacity has nothing on the amount of bullshit that reeked from that man's re-election promises-or do you even remember what he promised he would do?You don't do you?Why?You were just enjoying the ride, living the rush while your money left your pocket never to return.
Your civil rights now gone, your national debt beyond human belief and by the way, the world hates you.
Now you've woken-up and experienced the Vegas Vacation.
Have a complimentary glass of orange juice to stimulate your brain waves so you can remember what happened.
At least with the real Vegas Vacation you can always go home with the chance of being a winner.
The Democratic Debates or "Why I Stopped Worrying and Began to Love the Obama," are now history, while across town Orenthal James Simpson, one of the most hated men in America in modern times (politics aside) went before a judge who determined that he will stand trial for whatever charge the prosecutor can dream up.
It doesn't matter what the charge is, Simpson has been under a microscope for so long any violation, or what seems to be a violation will hold up in court.
Justice works in mysterious ways and gambling on the odds is the fabric of this city.
The hopes and dreams of quick riches and thereby quick solutions to everyone's problems is what the mystique seductively promises and when one leaves, minus their money, hopes, and dreams and appropriately feeling like they have had been seduced and the act consummated (although they don't remember most of it), they will have experienced the false hopes and facades that were constructed to put them in a state of relaxation in order for them to succumb to that seduction.
No, I'm not talking about Las Vegas-the Democratic debates will be one with the city they are being held.
Like the one eighth scale Statue of Liberty in front of New York, New York Casino, "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free"-well, keep your poor, but bring the masses on! Issues abound, but the popularity contest is always the point.
Keep an electric shaver on hand and avoid that 5 o'clock shadow lest ye be the ghost of Nixon past.
Don't talk too loud, don't talk too soft, don't look too intelligent, don't look unintelligent-by God it's the three bear's theory!Be like Jack, don't look like a hack; it's all in the smoke and mirrors not what we say and do.
The last time a politician came to Las Vegas and promised something, Bush went into office and almost immediately reneged on that promise, and never set foot back here again.
Yucca mountain's storage capacity has nothing on the amount of bullshit that reeked from that man's re-election promises-or do you even remember what he promised he would do?You don't do you?Why?You were just enjoying the ride, living the rush while your money left your pocket never to return.
Your civil rights now gone, your national debt beyond human belief and by the way, the world hates you.
Now you've woken-up and experienced the Vegas Vacation.
Have a complimentary glass of orange juice to stimulate your brain waves so you can remember what happened.
At least with the real Vegas Vacation you can always go home with the chance of being a winner.
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