Daily Kos Diarist: The silence of the Kos lambs by David Brooks (very funny)
The silence of the Kos lambs by David Brooks
by wilbur
Sat Jun 24, 2006 at 04:46:14 PM PDT
Hannibal Lecter: Â Hello Clarice. Â It has been a while.
David Brooks: Â Dr. Lecter I desperately needs your help. Â And I asked you to stop calling me Clarice.
Hannibal: Â But I thought that is what your parents originally named you, so the bullies at school would leave you alone.
David Brooks: Â I’m a big time columnist now – I don’t want to be called Clarice!!
Hannibal: Â Whatever you say Clarice – I mean David. Â I was thinking of having you for dinner the other night, perhaps with some fava beans and a strong Chianti.
David Brooks: Â I don’t have time for fava beans now, you must no that Dr. Lecter. Â Our country is under attack by the blogs, and I am the only Bobo that can stop them, but I don’t know how.
Hannibal: Â And you want me to tell you?
David Brooks: Â Yes, yes, for the good of all of us. Â Kos is the evil kingpin who will destroy the world.
Hannibal: Â I thought he was a marginal blunderbuss.
David Brooks: Â That was yesterday. Â Now he’s got a book deal, and he was on Russert, and he doesn’t like this guy – who is like the best guy in the world – Joe Lieberman. Â I mean he’s the real McCoy there and Kos is so mean to him. Â We have to stop him or the kingpin will destroy society as I know it.
Hannibal: Â And you want me to tell you how?
David Brooks: Â Yeah, I mean you were great with that Bobo thing, you got me in the Times.
Hannibal: Â Well you will have to give me something in return Clarice – I mean David.
David Brooks: Â I only have one more kidney. Â Hey, you can have half my wife’s liver if you give me a really good idea..
Hannibal: Â No, no David, nothing like that. Â Besides you give me indigestion. Â No, if you want my help you have to tell me about the lambs.
David Brooks: Â The lambs? Â What are you talking about.
Hannibal: Â The lambs. Â You know what I’m talking about. Â The ones that you knew growing up.
David Brooks: Â I can’t speak about it, no I can’t. Â It is too much for me.
Hannibal: Â Then you will have to come up with your own ideas David. Â Unless you can come up with somebody a little more tasty than you, a little easier to go down – and don’t offer Bill O’Reilly any more, I have a feeling he will give me heartburn.
David Brooks: Â You can’t do this to me. Â How am I going to come up with any ideas?
Hannibal: Â I’m sorry David. Â Tell me about the lambs.
David Brooks: Â The lambs, the lambs, they are everywhere, always.
Hannibal: Â What do they do David?
David Brooks: Â They follow…they follow the evil one, do whatever he says. Â They follow him like they are nothing.
Hannibal: Â Then why are you afraid of them David? Â If they are simply followers why do you show such fear.
David Brooks: Â They are also rabid. Â And they are cruel and full of venom, going after anything that moves.
Hannibal: Â But if they are followers David, how can they be full of venom. Â Please explain this to me.
David Brooks: Â They are outside of my window at night. Â They go baaaa, baaaa, we are coming to get you David Brooks.
Hannibal: Â Do they really say that David. Â Be honest, or I will not tell you how to destroy Kos.
David Brooks: Â All right, you monster!!! Â They say we are coming to get you Clarice Brooks.
Hannibal: Â Ooohhh, it sounds very dangerous.
David Brooks: Â They are an army I tell you, an army come to drag me down, come to drag down my wonderful lifestyle, take away my column where I can write anything I want I don’t have to face any consequences. Â They want to take this from me, those rabid, venomous lambs!!
Hannibal: Â But how could they be rabid and venomous and followers and nothings at the same time. Â You must explain this to me David.
David Brooks: Â They just are, they just are, can’t you understand. Â I am afraid. Â I wake up at night and I am wet. Â And it’s not the good kind of wet, let me tell you.
Hannibal: Â And tell me David, why do you think these lambs want to get you so much.
David Brooks: Â I don’t know, I don’t know.
Hannibal: Â Tell me David, tell me now.
David Brooks: Â Because I am bad. Â Because I am a writer who really doesn’t know how to write. Â Because I follow the orders of Karl Rove because that will get me on television. Â Because I pretend to be sensible when actually I am the rabid right winger, I am a wolf in lambs clothing.
Hannibal: Â So it is you David who are actually the vicious, venomous lamb.
David Brooks: Â Yes, yes, but you can’t say anything, you can’t. Â I am so ashamed.
Hannibal: Â Just between us David, and the other half of your wife’s liver.
David Brooks: Â But my column, what should I write about Kos?
Hannibal: Â Ah David, I think you already know.
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