Monday, February 13, 2006

Who needs fiction when you've got Cheney?

I am still reeling over the news that Cheney shot and wounded a fellow member of his hunting party.

There are so many directions a writer can go with this that it's just about impossible to get started. It's like confronting a Las Vegas buffet -- you feel overwhelmed and then a little sick.

Some possible themes:

• gun control and gun safety
• mental and physical fitness to hold office and make decisions
• Red-state ruling class recreation (C'mon, when was the last time you spent your weekend out hunting?)

And, surely, some pundit will riff on Oscar Wilde's observation about fox-hunting in England: "The unspeakable in pursuit of the inedible."

I can hardly wait.

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