Across the Bay

Sunday, December 11, 2005

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night

My nominee for the Bulwer-Lytton Contest:

The pipe dreams spring eternal, but they are mirages. In the near to medium term, those Americans who rush through the desert sands in the torrid miasma of the Iraqi midday sun, seeking to throw themselves into the shimmering lakes of peace and prosperity just over the horizon, will be found later at the foot of a dune, lips cracked and skin blackened, their eyeballs the food of scorpions and lizards.

I wish I could say stick to political analysis.