I feel a bit funky today. I was standing at the S…
I feel a bit funky today.
I was standing at the Sorrento Valley train station, with the fighter jets and helicopters constantly flying overhead. Their racket seemed to punctuate the article that I was reading by Seymour M. Hersh. The article,
The Gray Zone, describes some allegedly covert ops that occurring in Iraq. The mission is culpable for creating the lunatics perpetrating the Abu Ghraib fiasco.
Of course the song “Life in a Glass House”, by Radiohead, seemed to be a fitting soundtrack for that moment in my life.
What kind of sick bastard would “sick” a dog on someone who is shackled? I guess the same demented child that twisted the heads off of live animals.
Bravo to Joseph Darby for tipping off the authorities.