Five Years Ago Today...

I am sitting here at my house on Fifth Street in Atlanta, smoking a Lucky Strike and reviewing the transcript of President Bush's awful presser this morning. One of his two-per-year that where he bumbles out into the White House East Room and acts like a total ass for an hour while an over-differential press fellates him and his bogus War On Iraq. By the time this letter reaches me, that scumsucking bastard will be replaced by the 44th President of the United States. Hopefully he will be less toxic to the most decent aspirations of mankind... But my hunch is that we will still be living the Bush Legacy in all it's foulness. American killers will still be in Iraq and Osama bin Laden will still be hiding somewhere in Pakistan. Iran will have The Bomb and we will be entering the Chinese Century. Yes, that is how it looks from the twilight of 2005. Hunter Thompson is dead, having blown the back of his head out like Hemingway, while I was entombed in Canton's detention facility. In 2010 I will be half-finished with my probation, whcih will be an even of minial joy. I plan to visit my native California in three days, the first time in two years. Hopefully in 2010 I will NOT still be festering in Georgia. I guess I just want to convey to my future self the sense of doom and hopelessness permeating the scene this year. Christmas cheer makes me wretch, but maybe not so much in 2010. Maybe... Anyway, gotta run -- have five years to live. But I look forward to receiving the note, for the Historical Record, if nothing else. Hope the next five years are as interesting for me as it was for you. Adios, King. Mahalo, ME