A LOVE LETTER (To Glenn Beck)
by Victoria JacksonI think of you often.
I’m getting my fake fingernails put on and I’m thinking of you. I have a pitch meeting at Pie Town tomorrow and I chewed all my real fingernails off last night watching Anita Dunn express her admiration for Mao Tse Tung. Thank you for exposing yet another enemy of our freedom. You are so passionate and curious and smart and real. Sigh. I look at my Vietnamese manicurist and pedicurist and smile. I ask them their names. Katie. Kathy. Hmm. I glance around the nail salon. The decor is Greek columns with 1920’s lamps in between. There is a 1970’s Disco Bar in the middle of the room with a 1930’s Art Deco Chandelier in the center. There is a Faux Greek Mural and then Post Modern New Age Sterile Minimalist Lights sprinkled in between. It’s “Psychedelic International.” Just like the New America. I ask Katie and Kathy what their real names are. They look at me suspiciously. Hang and Gnoc. Okay. (more…)




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