The Rachels built America. The Sandras just feed off it. Just like the Julias.
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I wish I could remember who it was that described “Julia” as a kept woman. “Life of Julia” really puts Obama’s “You didn’t build that” in perspective.
This just in, Alan: a deadly feud has broken out netween Jim and Chris Gerrib, both of whom are madly in love with Julia and are seeking her hand in marriage.
“A female State-fellator?” Jim says. “I didn’t think I’d ever find my soul-mate, but I have now!”
“A woman who’s always dipping her hands into the taxpayer’s pockets?” Gerrib says. “I get turned on just thinking of it.”
I dont’ knwo why “Life fo Julia” didn’t bring this to minf much sooner:
You remember how one of the Greek Dictators (they called them “tyrants” then) sent an envoy to another Dictator to ask his advice about the principles of government. The second Dictator led the envoy into a field of grain, and there he snicked off with his cane the top of every stalk that rose an inch or so above the general level. The moral was plain. Allow no preeminence among your subjects. Let no man live who is wiser or better or more famous or even handsomer than the mass. Cut them all down to a level: all slaves, all ciphers, all nobodies. All equals.
— “Screwtape proposes a Toast,” C. S. Lewis
(Fittingly, the title character is literally a bureaucrat from Hell.)
I wish I could remember who it was that described “Julia” as a kept woman. “Life of Julia” really puts Obama’s “You didn’t build that” in perspective.
This just in, Alan: a deadly feud has broken out netween Jim and Chris Gerrib, both of whom are madly in love with Julia and are seeking her hand in marriage.
“A female State-fellator?” Jim says. “I didn’t think I’d ever find my soul-mate, but I have now!”
“A woman who’s always dipping her hands into the taxpayer’s pockets?” Gerrib says. “I get turned on just thinking of it.”
I dont’ knwo why “Life fo Julia” didn’t bring this to minf much sooner:
You remember how one of the Greek Dictators (they called them “tyrants” then) sent an envoy to another Dictator to ask his advice about the principles of government. The second Dictator led the envoy into a field of grain, and there he snicked off with his cane the top of every stalk that rose an inch or so above the general level. The moral was plain. Allow no preeminence among your subjects. Let no man live who is wiser or better or more famous or even handsomer than the mass. Cut them all down to a level: all slaves, all ciphers, all nobodies. All equals.
— “Screwtape proposes a Toast,” C. S. Lewis
(Fittingly, the title character is literally a bureaucrat from Hell.)