All governments suffer a recurring problem:

All governments suffer a recurring problem: Power attracts pathological personalities

and wealth begets pathos. Which reminds me of a story of a fox, a boar and an elk who wander into an abandoned fortress.

"I've heard that one before." "Not the way I tell it! In my version, the fox is cunning, the elk is a dear old friend, and the wild pig is...Well, that's you, love." "That's rich.

Rich Little, the guy who used to do imitations." She was pointing to the old hunbacked man in the wheel chair. Deborah was never wrong about these things. I said, "Oh my god.

It's Rich Little!" Rich Little mimicked me: "Oh my God. It's Rich Little. Yeah, it's me.You want my autograph or somethin'?" he snarled & wheeled closer to me. "Whatcha starin' at?

Think I'm a freak?" He swiped at me to grab my arm, lost his balance and his wheelchair toppled him over into the gutter. Rich Little just lay there, imitating Pres. Nixon weeping.

As well as imitating President Nixon by lying about committing this huge scandal to everyone.

But he suspected that he'd misinterpreted the purpose of a war re-enactment after arriving at the historic park in his Nixon outfit. The other re-enacters were shooting at one anot

her and the whole park was in flames. He ducked behind a newsstand to dodge the gunfire and spotted the date. 1940? This was not just a historic reenactment, this was history!

And as she ran to the dark hole she sang her favorite song. After this long of a day, Isabelle is tired and ready for sleep.