Murray: Is it true what they’re sayin’, he’s some kinda vampire?
Clarice Starling: They don’t have a name for what he is.
The Silence of The Lambs 1991
Do you ever feel a bit like Clarice Starling? You know, sitting opposite Dr. Lecter. His obvious desire to have you for dinner overpowering every thought, every feeling? He sits there thinking about what you would taste like with some good country gravy and homemade biscuits with fresh churned butter. His next meal…should he ever be unleashed.
Creepy, huh? Kinda like how our government views us. Only, instead of cannibalism, their desire is to suck the money and power from us and wipe their chins with the Constitution. However, our government is at least attempting to be kind. They hope to mask our pain with small doses of “Health Care” Pentathol, or linguistic morphine…saying sweet words that lull us into dreamless sleep while they remove our vital organs. Dr. Lecter was not so kind, yet he was quicker. His victims did not suffer long. We can look forward to months, possibly years of the slow drip-drip-drip of our financial blood.
Hannibal Lecter: A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
The Silence of The Lambs 1991
Really know how to send a chill down ones spine, don’t you?
I aim to please, my Brother 😉
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