Figures the day after I promise to ring the bell of freedom here every day at 13 o'clock, my brain goes dead.
Too much of it all. Do I write about the negotiating with terrorists? The trend toward hip hop poetry slams masquerading as collegiate forensic debate? Oliver Stone as director of an Edward Snowden biopic?
As George Harrison once wrote, it's all too much, too much, too much, too much.
So let me just assure you, it's all smoke and mirrors, bread and circuses. You're free to go. Free. To. Go.
So go. Stop trying to make that damn clock work.
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