And, Whoa, My Nights are so long.

In the big news this past week, the wheels continue to come off over at Team Dubya. First Karl Rove jumped ship. Then Tony Snow told us he’ll be off soon to make some money. And now, at long last, Alberto Gonzales has announced his resignation as Attorney General. “[W]ithin the past week, Justice aides and other officials said, Gonzales concluded that his credibility with Congress, his employees and the public was so shattered that he could not promise to remain through the end of Bush’s term, as the White House chief of staff had demanded of Cabinet officers.” Well, that, and there’s the matter of continuing investigations into Gonzales, which the Dems say will continue (and should, since there’s solid evidence he’s perjured himself.) At any rate, good riddance, Gonzales. Like too many Dubya appointments, you’ve embarrassed the nation, with your justifications for torture and illegal wiretapping as much as with your tortured evasions and denials. Frankly, this should’ve happened months ago.

One thought on “And, Whoa, My Nights are so long.”

  1. Hey Kcm,
    I know what you mean, It can be an effect, quote, sound and can take place before in-between or after the break- down.

    Some of my favorites

    August Burns Red (composure) “wave goodbye to the past, you’ve got your whole life to lead”.

    The ghost inside (destined) “a line was drawn and my choice was made”.

    For today- (redemption) not really during a breakdown but repeatedly saying “this is our freedom, our right” they eventually chant it.

    Before their eyes ( hell or high water) machine gun sound before the final breakdown.

    Of mice & men (the ballad of Tommy Clayton) shouting ” Block out the sun, blot out your eyes, pray for the ones you love. The son runs from the sky.
    Keep up the posts!

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