Tuesday, October 12, 2004
I bring you the stately matron named Christendom, returning bedraggled, besmirched and dishonored from pirate-raids in Kabul, Baghdad, and Falluja, with her soul full of meanness, her pocket full of boodle and her mouth full of pious hypocrisies. Give her the soap and a towel, but hide the looking-glass.
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