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6/17/2025, 12:49:24 AM
>politics is a bird. it circles high up overhead, calling down to us: look at my wings! which wing is your favorite? behold my left wing, earnest and compassionate! i will protect you poor things under my downy left wing. ---but now flourishes the right wing, swift and harsh in a stern salute to tradition! this wing will not compromise or fold away in a storm. how they shine, these majestic feathery wings, cries the politics bird. still climbing in a wide spiral far above your squinting eyes, shaded by your hand, which it takes for your salute, the bird flaps its gleaming dichotomy of wings and soars higher and prouder. eventually you can no longer hear what it is saying, and you can no longer spot it as a silent speck in the sky, and SLAP this cold wet curdled squirt of cloacamole hits you right at the corner of your mouth, and some of it goes inside there and the adjacent nostril
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