By Bob Dorn
I give up.
I won’t be following local television and print as it winds its way through this embarrassment of scandals.
Through this series of wickets leading on to glass-lined halls little people in suits smile for no reason other than for the cameras which surround them on their creep; there go the Princes of Maionnaise and Inglory (their dark Lord of Manchester guiding them), the Kevins and Donnas and Corys already forgotten and eclipsed by the Pallamarys.
We are bound by people who study contracts, covenants, guarantees and warrants, bonds and settlements and pacts (and all those dead words and narrow schemes they advance) with no less fervor than the religious who search through their God’s leavings for hints of how to gain immortality.
It’s now and then preoccupied with a pizza here, a blender there, a trip to Paris linked to Iran and a credit card.
It ran down the Sunroad because it had heard before of this oddly named and little understood mingler of mail-order diplomas and developments violating the airspace of small airports. Earlier, it was a scam that even seemed (but only seemed) a threat to the career of a Republican mayor, but he was able to better himself and run off to become the manager of the Chamber of Commerce.
And Who Will Lead Us?
Odd how all these corporate and personal identifications are so redolent with hoary, hairy, armored and clanking images: Manchester, the Chamber of… Alliances of TMDs and CCDCs… consortia, sanctum sanctorum… this isn’t about the Colonels of the Sodden South, not even the Salem of the righteous North….
… they were simple crudities, and overreaches. San Diego has always been a few feet further down on the downward slide…
… to a newsy sort of Papacy. Even more, a College of Cardinals operating beyond the reach of Christ’s Vicar on Earth– and certainly without the need of him, or Him — free to blow smoke and choke out the light all by themselves.
So, let’s give up on the news, as we long before gave up on Rome…
Leave it to impotent Liberals paralysed by invisibly wealthy people whose pleasures go unrecorded while our own beliefs are vilified as sin.