A 6,000 kilogram hyperdimensional chicken
So, for the past four years or so, I've had a series of dreams on the theme of the U.S. being taken over by a totalitarian government led by the president, in which I get involved with the resistance. Generally the dreams begin just before as the secret police come after me, usually due to me reading banned literature or breaking the sumptuary laws or something rather than any actually subversive activities, and I spend the rest of the dream trying desperately to salvage what I can of my position before they catch up to me and I have to go into deep hiding in the rebels' secret underground lair.
I had another one of those this morning.
Except for the first time, the dictator was identified as President Kerry.
His inner circle called themselves the Extremist Moderates. Apparently Bush had scared everybody so much that a coalition of independents, Democrats, and leftist Republicans had "pre-emptively" declared martial law in order to prevent the radical Republicans from creating an authoritarian state.
Apparently my subconsious is even fonder of overdone irony than *I* am.
I had another one of those this morning.
Except for the first time, the dictator was identified as President Kerry.
His inner circle called themselves the Extremist Moderates. Apparently Bush had scared everybody so much that a coalition of independents, Democrats, and leftist Republicans had "pre-emptively" declared martial law in order to prevent the radical Republicans from creating an authoritarian state.
Apparently my subconsious is even fonder of overdone irony than *I* am.

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Is that a real song?
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