Letter from Horse Face

Ok - So here is the letter I got back from the Transition for Change Team - I can't quite decide how to read it.

Dear Mr. Hawaii,

Thanks for your asinine suggestions. It's jerks like you who are holding this country back. Several colleagues and I spent about half an hour laughing at the sheer waste of time you spent with such a pointless letter.

Sincerely,

Sarah Horseface

Communications Liaison to Crackpots, Losers, and the Unwashed Masses for President Erect Obama

First of all, I'm a little worried they aren't taking me seriously - smart girls never seem to - and this Miss Horseface seems like she's pretty smart. She uses the word asinine correctly in a sentence. And she is a liaison.

Second, I don't feel like my ideas are welcome in this new era of change. I feel left behind - like those people in those books about events that happen in that last book of the Bible. I haven't read the books, but I was flipping around TV one night several years ago and the guy who played Carol Seaver's brother on that show with Joanna Kearns was in a movie based on these books. It was riveting. I watched a good 45 seconds of it. I think he was better in that episode of the TV show where he has a thing for the actress from Diff'rent Strokes, who, as I vividly recall, was dressed like Madonna in the Like a Virgin video (more or less). There were no lions or gondolas however.

Lastly, I don't want to give up on change yet. But - it has been three weeks since the election and I'm running out of patience with waiting for change. It's taking too long.

Maybe this Horseface character looks like Vivian Ward from the movie about the hooker with a heart of gold (although she sings Prince and not Neil Young in that bathtub scene - which is weird - maybe she should have been called the hooker with a Raspberry Beret). I might seek out Miss Horseface for a face-to-face meeting. I might do that soon. I need to think about it. I bet she lives in Chicago. I have a way of convincing people to disregard my opinion entirely when I can talk with them one-on-one. I never won a debate in school, and I wasn't even on the debate team.

I was busy doing something close 2 nothing

But different that the day before

That's when I saw her, ooh, I saw her

She walked in through the out door, out door