If I could sleep forever…
In the world of magic, the trick is not what is visible to the audience, but what they perceive. By knowing where and when to look, you can easily see the dove come out of the jacket, the card come out of the sleeve and the ball come out of the pocket. The trick is to distract the audiences attention away from that. That’s where the waving of hands and ‘abra-ca-dabra’, and on larger tricks, the lovely assistant in the bright, but minimal clothing, all come into play. To keep everyone looking elsewhere, while the real slight of hand is taking place.
It seems the US federal government are big Harry Blackstone fans. While all attention is in Louisiana for the hurricane and ensuing disaster (Michael Brown just retired to return to Horse Judging), the Pentagon has forwarded an interesting policy change onto Donald Rumsfeld. It is in fact the first change of nuclar weapon policy by the world’s last remaining super power in something like 10 years.
Basically it allows for nuclear weapons to come into the game a lot earlier then before, including to destroy biological or chemical weapons or even a preemptive strike. Going nuclear is now an option, as opposed to just being that card in the back pocket.
So a bit of sleight of hand, “everyone watch the Superdome”, a big bang and God help us all. Their timing is, as always, impeccable.
Washington Post
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Anywho, I’m writing from work, a definite no no.I have work to do, then a going-away party that covers my supper hour, then I have to write an article for HF tonight, and prepare to speak to the NSCC kids tommorrow.
I’m lazy, my shirt and pants are all wrinkled because I hate my iron and I think I’m getting a cold, probably because I don’t sleep at night.
Whine.
Bitch.
Complain.