Can of Worms

I learned a valuable lesson last night - never discuss politics with someone who tapes signs to their car windows.

We had a chimney sweep come by and he had a sign taped to the back of his van window "Don't trust the right wing media -" or somethign to that effect. I made the offhand comment that I was reading the Al Frankin book "Lies and the Lying Liars that tell them", just making conversation. Things started innocently enough but rather rapidly went down hill.

Senior Chimney (not his real name) said a better book might be... I can't remember. But even that guy doesn't really get it all. There's a good talk show on (some tiny radio station) that he's trying to get a guest onto. The guest will tell them, tell them all, that we can't keep letting the right kill our leaders.

A little stunned silence out of me.

Kennedy you know.

Oh yeah, kennedy (this seems like a somewhat safe topic) - they've got some special on the history channel about the assasination I think.

Yeah, the guy on there has some pretty good ideas, but he's barking up the wrong tree. See he's trying to link it to the Mafia. Now Everyone knows the mafia does all of the domestic hits for the CIA - the green berets do the foreign ones - but this was something they had to keep close. I mean, Johnson was involved, this was the only way he was going to become president - the trilateral commission had hand selected him to be the next leader so they had to get kennedy and quick.

My mind races desperately to think of a topic other than politics to switch to... Well yeah, hey you know, if the next election sees Bush still in office I may just have to move to canada *nervous chuckle*.

Oh yeah, I know what you mean. Not yet though, still lots of work to be done here. I say we need to just start killing their leaders, starting at the top and working our way down, get as far as we can. That's what makes me a progressive rather than a liberal. Well, your chimney's all done, don't forget to listen to that talk show tonight.

Oh I won't. Bye.

Now granted this was a drastically distilled version of the two hour conversation, but all that means is that I've forgotten some of the less... "memorable" claims. If it hand't been for the fact that he had the bumper sticks and signs on his van I'd probably have chalked it all up to him being a compulsive liar. In addition to all of the above, he learned to box a little from his english professor (we managed to briefly seque into sports) who used to spar with some of the greats of the 30's and 40's before going on to become irelands poet lauriet. After he couldn't spar with his english professor he took up racing for a while and got to race against Mario Andrette before he was all big and famous.

You can see how I'd have some trouble believing everything he says, but there were those stickers...


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