No longer in the backwash
Almost every day, when DB goes for a walk in the neighborhood, my eyes glance over at the window in one particular house. Actually, the first thing that happens is that I notice how lovely the flowers are in front of that house.
Then, I look up to see the big sign in the window:
SUPPORT PRESIDENT BUSH
AND THE WAR ON TERROR
And there's a flag and something about 9/11. Every day for the past six years, there it is, causing my brow to furrow and some muttering to escape from my lips.
Well surprise, surprise. Yesterday, my eyebrows arched instead.
SUPPORT THE WAR ON TERROR
No more Bush? Wow! I guess the residents of that house fit somewhere in the 29-32 percent range. Twenty-eight percent? Count even them out.
Then, I look up to see the big sign in the window:
SUPPORT PRESIDENT BUSH
AND THE WAR ON TERROR
And there's a flag and something about 9/11. Every day for the past six years, there it is, causing my brow to furrow and some muttering to escape from my lips.
Well surprise, surprise. Yesterday, my eyebrows arched instead.
SUPPORT THE WAR ON TERROR
No more Bush? Wow! I guess the residents of that house fit somewhere in the 29-32 percent range. Twenty-eight percent? Count even them out.
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