Saturday, June 14, 2008

Needed: catharsis

Something’s gotta give.

I’ve been on the campaign trail too long. Every moment of every day I’m forced to measure every word, every facial expression…always under the glare of the spotlight…always wary to slip, lest the goddamn liberal media pick me apart like buzzards.


Ahh! Wow, that right there — that felt great, to be able to say that.

Really, I need to be able to say these things. I can’t hold it in any longer. Cindy suggested I talk to a therapist. Yeah, sure. Listen: that sort of thing is fine, I guess, if you’re a woman or a homo — but a real man is expected to take care of his own problems.


(Whew, damn! There again, that was great!)

Hmm. Maybe the answer is right in front of me. Yes. I’m just going to start writing this stuff down. Every time I need to get something off my chest, I’ll just get to the keyboard and type it out. Problem solved.

Phew. I feel better already. God bless America.

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