The Nose

 

The Nose

"Increasing federal debt will be a growing burden on government action, crowding out lawmakers’ ability to adopt tax and spending priorities in good times and reducing flexibility during recessions, all while making a fiscal crisis more likely and hindering long-term growth, the nonpartisan Congressional Budget Office said Wednesday." In "CBO Releases Daunting Long-Term Outlook," by By Tim Fernholz, National Journal, 22 June 2011


                  The nose, it was upon the face, which clearly all could see. Yet it's almost as if one did misplace the thing absentmindedly. As plain as the nose upon a face, speaking allegorically, is the coming, crashing fall from grace which I mean economically. That nose for news? Win by a nose? Become nosy beyond all sense? It turns out debts are fetid foes to many nosy governments.
                  Their noses did not sniff nor did they smell as the stink and stench did rise. Their noses just dripped and ran to sell nosy thought-out lies. Each nose, it was upon each face which smiled and fumed sincere, yet every nose smelled not a trace of a coming calamity. Each dripped, each ran, each snorted gruff, to blow off importantly, but smelled no problems up to snuff except as stunk politically. The rot, repugnance, corruption ripe? Each nose could not smell a rat. Smelling troubles? Snort some hype. Consult with one's plutocrat.
                  The nose held itself high up in the air; the nose was lofty large. The nose sniffed out all things unfair, except each overcharge. The nose was pug as in a pig which porks a rotunda round. The nose was never infra dig, but highfalutin bound. The nose fled from each trace of stench for it so well knew the game. By voting present from absentia's bench it could always point and blame. Nose around a lobby, and sniff out ready cash, and snort loud indignantly, should someone be so brash as to question these noses' leadership in the sniffing out of woes. As plain as the nose above each wagging lip is its stinking pie which buffaloes.
                  The nose, it was upon the face, which clearly all could see. Yet it's almost as if one did misplace the thing absentmindedly. As plain as the nose upon a face, speaking allegorically, is the coming, crashing fall from grace which I mean economically.

 

 

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