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Stop Press: Illinois Governor and Associate Arrested.

Governor Rod Blagojevich and his Chief of Staff, John Harris, were arrested earlier today by the FBI on federal corruption charges.

Patrick J Fitzgerald, United States Attorney for the Northern District 2 of Illinois, stated:

The breadth of corruption laid out in these charges is staggering. They allege that Blagojevich put a ‘for sale’ sign on the naming of a United States Senator; involved himself personally in pay-to-play schemes with the urgency of a salesman meeting his annual sales target; and corruptly used his office in an effort to trample editorial voices of criticism. The citizens of Illinois deserve public officials who act solely in the public’s interest, without putting a price tag on government appointments, contracts and decisions.”

Are we, the residents of Illinois, surprised by this occurrence?

Not at all. The corruption of Illinois officialdom is rife.

Read more of this breaking news HERE.

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All For The Want Of A Child’s Handkerchief

Regular readers of Sparrow Chat may have been perplexed of late by the lack of posts. It’s the holiday season in America, and that means it’s also the season of viruses. When Sparrow Chat’s files succumbed recently to a digitized type of germ, so did its only contributor – though, to the more conventional form of the microbe.

One major drawback to School Bus 13 is that it’s packed with little germbags. At this time of year, most of the kids are sniffing. Moms today seem disinclined to provide their offspring with any means to wipe their noses, so the early morning bus stop reveals a vista of small urchins, hands a’pocket, and snotty green growths hanging precariously from their nostrils.

The family Roberts is no exception. Excluding, possibly Cordell Roberts, the older boys are not terribly interested in Oakley Canton or any other female student riding the bus, but they still make an effort with their appearance, presumably hoping a real dazzler may one day board and provide them with another interest in life besides beating each other up. Consequently, though sleeve cuffs bear witness to the method of cleansing, older noses are relatively snot free.

The younger family Roberts’ boys, Azariah and Izaiah, are not so particular. Azariah is prone to temper tantrums and anger management problems, both of which can prove particularly infecting of the rest of us whenever he has a cold virus – a permanent affliction, it seems, at this time of year.

Only a couple of weeks back, Cordell Roberts stole a piece of candy from Azariah, whereupon, unable to control his rage at such brotherly intrusion, the first-grader leapt from his seat and rushed up the aisle, red-faced, spouting tears and green pus from every facial orifice – or, so it seemed.

Finally, arriving alongside the driver’s chair and finding himself with nowhere else to go, he bent low at the knees before launching himself upright and emitting a roar of fury that would have done credit to an African lion who’d just discovered a hyena had run off with his antelope sandwiches. The effect of this vocal contortion was to spray enormous quantities of Azariah’s bodily excretions all over the bus dashboard and control knobs.

It all resulted in Azariah being ‘written up’ for leaving his seat, Cordell – for pinching candy, the driver coughing and sneezing for the next fortnight, and, as a consequence, a serious lack of posts on Sparrow Chat.

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The Great Finale

As 2008 lies expiring on the terminal gurney of history, we can pause a moment to enjoy the spectacle that is the closing act of a political opera in which the star castrato, George W Bush, warbles through his final aria before the curtain descends to thunderous applause from the most wealthy and powerful of this nation’s citizens, whose appreciation for the production is only matched by the huge financial rewards they’ve accrued from participating in what may well be remembered as the greatest rape and pillage of America since the settlers arrived and massacred the natives over three hundred years ago.

Whether the star twist in this nefarious plot – the invasion of Iraq – will one day produce the succulent fruits anticipated by its devisers, is still open to speculation, but in every other way the Bush years have heaped rewards on the powerful more than even they ever dared to dream of.

The resultant financial crash, the finale to this epic, is the stupendous climax leaving the audience gasping as the curtain slowly descends. As with any great production, some questions are unanswered. In this piece of theater we are left pondering, calculating the incalculable: where has all the money gone?

In a moment, banks and finance houses once flush with cash are suddenly bankrupt. Great insurance companies, the epitome of US capitalism, collapse overnight. Where did all the money go? Into whose pockets has it slid?

It’s not a question asked by those who have the power to demand answers. The media remains stubbornly silent on the issue. The creators of this political theater would have us believe it simply evaporated into thin air, wafted out the windows and air-conditioning ducts of those once great edifices of financial stability.

It suits them to have us believe such fairy tales. After all, the grand finale was not the collapse of Wall Street, that was but a means to an end. The true heist was the ransacking of the US Treasury which has followed it.

When George W Bush makes his final exit stage left, the opera tragedy we’ve all been spectators to these last eight years will close leaving the stage in a shambles: the nation bankrupt, millions out of work, but a select few wealthier than ever before.

The middle classes will shrink alarmingly, swelling the ranks of those existing in dire poverty to levels not seen since the Great Depression, but they who rank among the highest echelons in America will have consolidated their power and wealth to a degree never, ever, before known in this country.

The curtain is descending on the final act of George W Bush’s grand opera.

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