Don’tat sound about like Lehman Brothers ‘an at big insurance cumpny AIG back when ‘ey wuz throwin’ around funny money? An’ whut happmd t’them? Did’n ey go broke?

Charlie Rangel ain’t goin’ away! Don’tchy know theys a lotta fokes in Congress at wishes he would? Bu’tat ole dude is stickin’ like glue. An why not? He’s been stickin’ aroun drainin the system better’n most cogressmen – an at’s sayin’ a bunch – an livin high on the hog. He’s had power an strutted aroun’ fer the news media fer a long time. Why should he go away? Ain’t much difference in him and the rest a’that Washinton gang. So why him?

Like Uncle Charlie (differnt Charlie of course) back home. He wuz a bootlegger at controlled all the fedrally legal but county illegal whiskey in Surry County. He wuz a staunch democrat. Voted democrat ever chance he got, an give away some pints here an thair t’git other fokes t’vote his way.

I asked Uncle Charlie one time if he’d vote fer a democrat at he knowed wuz bein’ dishonest. “Whut?” he said. “E’re all dishonest. Jist depends on which ones are workin’ my way.” ‘Course uncle Charlie paid’em off t’keep’em frum raidin’ his whiskey barn whur he stored all at stuff. ‘Ey wuz workin his way an ‘ey wuz democrats. At’s all at mattered t’Uncle Charlie. He wuz a simple man, he’d say. Is at much different than whut goes on in politics today?

I mean some uv’em throw 20 million or so uv thair own money at a Senate primary race, an’ ‘ey’re doin’ it jist so ‘ey can humbly serve the people? Duhh! My mama didn’ raise no dummies at’d blieve a thang like at!

An finely, ain’tair sumpm wrong with the followin’ pitcher? Jet Blue flight attendant quits ‘is job an beomes a national hero fer the way he says he ain’t takin’ it no more an’ gits right upair with Johnny Paycheck an “Take This Job and Shove It.” An whut happms? He gits arrested?!

Now whurs the reasonin’ in at. Ain’tair no justice anywhur any more? ‘Ey say it was reckless endangerment. To who? Hisself? Seems like the crazy lady at hit him with a bag an’ then told him t’F off oughtta be arrested if anybody.

Like at ole boy Siggy said when he invented the slip, “…we men… find reality generally quite unsatisfactory” – Sigmund Freud, Psychoanalysis (1910)

Like Tony the Tiger Hayward uv BP. If anybody could use some face-savin’ serum, at man could. Jist one thang. Somebody needs t’figger out whether the serum will work with antifreeze, cause we hear Tony is bein’ sent t’Siberia.

Then a’course airs BP itself. Spurtin all at oil in the Gulf has already cost’em 32 billion ‘ey say, an ‘ey’re jist gittin started.

Lindsey Lohan shore needs some uv it. Settin’ air in jail, after makin’ a big thang about paintin a message on her fanger nails fer the judge at wuz hearin’ her case. Course she is gittin’ a lot uv free publicity an she’s writin’ some songs she says are shore t’be Grammy winners, so maybe she only needs a half a teaspoon uf face-savin serum. Maybe she needs a lotta reality serum if we could find some?

The Pentagon, fer not bein’ able t’control its secrets. An maybe while smoothin’ over at lost face, ‘ey could git some ‘Get Smart” serum? ‘Member at ole comedy show with the bumblin secret agent? Seems like ‘ey might already have some’a that, cause while ‘ey’re launchin’ a investigation inta how somebody stole them secrets, ‘ey’re sayin’ air ain’t nuthin important in’em anyhow. Duhh.

Charlie Rangel. Course at night be a hopeless case, since he says now he wants t’negotiate his fate in the House, whut’s about t’put him on trial f’ethics violations. Did’n he jist say he looked forward to a trial so he could clear his name? Bring on the face-savin’ serum! Quick.

We’re gonna qui’tiss fore it gits totally recidulous, but everbody gits the idea. Problem is, air cain’t possibly be enough a’that serum t’go around. They’s jist too much face at needs savin.

Like at ole boy Siggy said when he invented the slip, “…we men… find reality generally quite unsatisfactory” – Sigmund Freud, Psychoanalysis (1910