Just 107 Days to Go

With just 107 days to go till January 20th when the USA and the World bids a fond farewell to Dubya ( will we ever see his like again ) and Sarah winks and says "Durn it" and "Shucks"...

...and as Congressmen stream out of Congress like termites to go back on the stump to convince voters why they voted for the Bailout that is having no real effect ( money well spent ?)...

...I bring you The Nostradamus award in Journalism, which this year goes to H. L. Mencken, who made the following prophecy on July 26, 1920, in the Baltimore Sun:

"[When] a candidate for public office faces the voters he does not face men of sense; he faces a mob of men whose chief distinguishing mark is the fact that they are quite incapable of weighing ideas, or even of comprehending any save the most elemental--men whose whole thinking is done in terms of emotion, and whose dominant emotion is dread of what they cannot understand. So confronted, the candidate must either bark with the pack or be lost. All the odds are on the man who is, intrinsically, the most devious and mediocre--the man who can most adeptly disperse the notion that his mind is a virtual vacuum. The Presidency tends, year by year, to go to such men. As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. We move toward a lofty ideal. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron."

Sir Davyd (I think I just shit my pants of) Oxfordshire