http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/7533414.stm
Very important news. Commentary to follow.
9.7.08
7.7.08
A Time Traveler In The Court Of King George
What struck me most was his impressive facial hair. Were these long mustaches the fashion, perhaps, in 20__?
No, he explained. He had sworn at 21 not to shave his upper lip so long as the President was in the White House.
Thinking to glean some valuable intelligence of the country's future course, I inquired casually as to which President was the object of his ire.
"How should I know, or care? Some damn fool is still there, still meddling. The UN went condo years ago, but the White House is still in business. And the rest of those blowhards inside the Beltway..."
Indeed, this was to be, he said mournfully, his last spin before the Time Travel and Allied Activities Regulation Act [20__] kicked in and further visits to our time would become impossible.
Thereupon he brightened, recalling that, a well-regulated militia being necessary &c &c, he had about his person a HomeDefender(TM) pocket fusion cannon that, properly aimed and primed, could reduce the relevant quadrant of the District of Columbia to glass. He might yet be shaving upon the morrow.
At news of his plan I owned to a degree of ambivalence. I had, I explained, in our short acquaintance, become inordinately fond of his mustaches.
No, he explained. He had sworn at 21 not to shave his upper lip so long as the President was in the White House.
Thinking to glean some valuable intelligence of the country's future course, I inquired casually as to which President was the object of his ire.
"How should I know, or care? Some damn fool is still there, still meddling. The UN went condo years ago, but the White House is still in business. And the rest of those blowhards inside the Beltway..."
Indeed, this was to be, he said mournfully, his last spin before the Time Travel and Allied Activities Regulation Act [20__] kicked in and further visits to our time would become impossible.
Thereupon he brightened, recalling that, a well-regulated militia being necessary &c &c, he had about his person a HomeDefender(TM) pocket fusion cannon that, properly aimed and primed, could reduce the relevant quadrant of the District of Columbia to glass. He might yet be shaving upon the morrow.
At news of his plan I owned to a degree of ambivalence. I had, I explained, in our short acquaintance, become inordinately fond of his mustaches.
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