You are being lied to, clumsily. Redux.

My seething hatred of the American Junta still, you know, seethes. Occasionally it froths a bit, and it is known occasionally to erupt, after which it drips slowly down my leg. Most of the time, it merely simmers, on a low boil, until I see something like this, and, well, then I'm off and seething again.

"We were not lying," a Bush administration official told ABC News. "But it was just a matter of emphasis."

I might be lying to you too, of course, and in fact I probably am : but at least it's moderately more artful than the cheesedick trailerpark celebrity faux-cathexis that serves for discourse on the tee-vee.

You have been lied to, and it's a lovely feeling, that they should still care enough to try, isn't it? But they're clearly not trying very hard. Or they're trying their damnedest, but they are so ham-handed, half-witted, blinded by hubris, too busy slapping each other on the back while carefully wiping the faeces off each other's dicks after the latest washingtonian clusterf--k that they actually think the dog-and-pony show is fooling people.

Of course, inside the borders of their mighty nation, they'd be right, to a surprising extent. Pity, that.

You are being lied to, clumsily.

But you knew that already, didn't you?

OK, I'm done. That should hold me for week or so.

Edit : No, I was wrong. One more thing.