UM, HOW THE HELL OLD IS McCAIN?
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Did my brain just stroke out there for a second, or did McCain, playing fawnball with Tweety on Hardball, just refer to longtime territorial ambitions of not just Iran, but of Persians in general? [Stop complaining; he could have mentioned the Persion and the Medes.]
Who the hell is this guy, the Comte de St. Germaine?
And what else might we fear of a McCain administration that we don't already?
Will we be drawn into a land war in Silesia? Will we have to dispatch US Navy galleys to maintain vital control of the Hellespont? Will the landed lords quash the guilds to shore up an oligopoly on moveable
printed type?
Can we really allow the vicious Genovese to develop Greek Fire? Can we continue to tolerate a permeable border with Visogoths crossing willy-nilly and sending what should be our tribute back across the Danube?
For fuck's sake, if not us, who will stop the encroachment of the Muslim infidel?
Oh, wait, we're already fighting that war.
-Matthew Grimm
Labels: Hellespont, McCain, Ramones, Valesquez