Two tales of nearly unending flushing

Imagine a man standing in front of a clogged toilet. The pipes are jammed beyond redemption.

The man stands there and thinks, "maybe if I flush it again it will work." He does, and more water floods the floor. Over several hours he flushes it again and again and water is now over his shoes. He asks his friends for help and they tell him to try flushing it again, which he does. All those close to him say the same thing and he won't listen to anyone who tells him different.

We leave this flushing man and go to the White House where the chief occupant is flushing his Iraqi toilet, only what keeps pouring out are more dead soldiers, insurgents and civilians.

Raleigh Sutton

Elgin