Yo peeps. I'm blogging from an underground bunker deep in enemy territory. And by that I mean 'a squalid Capital Hill basement apartment. Unfortunately it's the place the Professor Chaos calls home.

The first thing you notice when coming from the backwoods of a Red State to the nation's capital are all the self-important looking young people. Wannabes of all sorts come to this modern Babylon to climb, claw, and sleep their way to the top. In many ways this place reminds me of L.A., my home town, with its hordes of young people willing to do just about anything to make big in Hollywood. But at least L.A. has a socially valuable product that people are willing to pay for.

This town is worse than Rome. At least Rome had some pretty interesting entertainment--you know, with that whole Colliseum thingy.

Here the goal is power. Here they forcefully rob the nation of its wealth and redistribute it amongst themselves.

In the Bible Rome is personafied as a whore. A whore is far too wholesome to represnt this town. Whores give you something in return and the exchange is voluntary.

What best represents D.C. then? A Rapist.

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