When you think about it---and you're not meant to. The worldcontinues on its merry self-destructive but profitable to them what'sin on the deal way because we don't think about what we're not meant tothink about---the clubbiness of after-hours Washington is a grotesque joke on the rest of us that even Satan wouldn't have the bad taste to perpetrate.
Milton's Satan. Job's Satan would enjoy a good horselaugh over it.
